Simple Dreams

A field of grass Beneath bare feet The smell of rain In early spring The wind that blows Through waves of wheat That's why I wish for simple dreams The birds that sings at early dawn The sun that melts the morning frost Once shimmered by the winter moon Now drops that dance on every roof And wake the flowers from their sleep That's why I wish for simple dreams To count the stars that light the sky To close my eyes and dream at night Or lie beneath the rolling clouds With intervals of shade and warmth Nestled by a rippled creek That's why I wish for simple dreams Kevin D. Fix