Childhood Dreams
So often in my childhood dreams
I’d rise above this earthly sphere
And float amongst the drifting clouds
Till reveries would disappear.
And waking, how I’d long to soar
Above a dwindling world once more.
With wild imagination fired
And resolution in my stride,
A child-like credibility
Threw doors of promise open wide.
At last there rose a gusty wind
On which my eager hopes were pinned.
Two colourful umbrellas raised
And bright balloons all set to fly
I took a leap into the air…
Then waved my fantasies good-bye.
For gravity which reigns supreme
Brought down to earth my shattered dream.
07.02.19
'Premiere III - Open Poetry Contest' : sponsored by Rob Carmack
Copyright © Wendy Watson | Year Posted 2019
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