While I lay dreaming of a tomorrow that may never come
Rivers appear crystal blue
Trees are healthy
Flowerbeds are sensational
And farming is bountiful for all
Fish swim about freely
Without fear of their predators
The endless open sky
Home to all birds great and small
Who alert us to all things good and bad
I spy a general peacefulness
As everyone appears to exist together in blissful harmony
Why must all good things only exist in a dream?
My Dream of a Better Tomorrow©
Copyright 2015
By Felina Silver Robinson