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Dream Child



Was it possible
(She spoke to God)

To erase war’s insolence…?
(Would there ever be room?)
For summer’s somnolence,
Its sweet clover scent
That sweeps the world off its feet?
Would she float some day
On dragonfly wings
And dance and sway
Like lilies in a field?
Would she change things
And gather up broken pieces
Or weave a daisy chain
Around the earth’s waist
Maybe make things the way
They were s’posed to be
(Could a child dream…?)

© 2014 S. Michaels
Light Years

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Author: LightWriters

Life. Faith. Wellness.

2 thoughts on “Dream Child

  1. “And they shall beat their swords into ploughshares… and a little child shall lead them.” Isaiah
    The time is coming when this passage shall come to pass. But there is much water to pass under the bridge before it does.

  2. Oh, to be a child again, borne on eagle’s wings, and thrust away into the eternal globe of peace. Lovely, lovely! Shalom

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