Best Childrendream Poems
An Arm’s Length Dream
Sometimes, frivolous dreams of turquoise waters and white beaches
Swaying palms amidst sea grape borders, bronzing sun,
warming my pale white skin. I would sip lemonade, soothe my body in laziness,
my mind in boredom. And when it is over, I dream of when I can return.
Sometimes, the dream of power motivates my talents.
Quickly to be realized, a task I am not suited for, but dream
of what I would do, if only….
I would probably fail, for my nature is fair, full of empathy.
I dream of fortune, because that is the answer to all of life’s problems.
Or so they say, I do not believe, so fortune eludes me.
Knowing myself well, I would give it all away,
for there is always someone in need.
But in my silent dreams, the ones I feel within my heart;
the dreams I would perform with no hesitation;
the dreams I dream in prayer,
of little faces drawn with darkened eyes.
The Orphans, starving, the hungry, the crippled.
Thirsty in the African deserts, tiny children,
scattered by disaster, wandering from disease,
clinging to each other, for there is no one else
I dream I have arms so long I can embrace them all.
I calm their fears, heal bodies, and teach them love.
I would dry their tears, have them feast and feed their souls
Their darkened eyes soon become bright.
And while my arms are stretched around the world of children,
no longer orphans, for they would have me.
A Mother, a protector, a guardian,
And they would know LOVE.
Dedicated to Pastor Jimmy Bachelor, may his faith comfort, protect, and guide them
His dream is to find a place,
of comfort, for the child
Off the streets where they roam,
innocence being robbed and defiled
His dream is to take a stand
To save a generation, yet to be
So biased people have become,
what's underneath, they do not see
His dream is to strip away,
the shield, that they wear
To find potential locked inside,
to reach the stars, if they dare
His dream is to lead by example,
challenging, each one to be bold
Educate and teach responsibility,
to watch, the person inside unfold
His dream it to heal the hurt,
inflicted on our innocent babies
Just a chance to rise above,
the you can't do and maybe's
His dream should be reality,
to a world that shuts them out
A cold and drab existence awaits
that fills them each with doubt
His dream can become yours,
if we could just unite as one
If not, someday we'll pay the price
in a country that, they run
His dream is for, them to dream
so that, they will always know,
that, they can depend on adults
and with that, they will grow