feilds of green

in my home of winter wonderland i run to my mind

i dream of a valey of green lush grass closed in by trees full of bloomed flowers

the wind would be soft on the skin bringing the sents of the wild to me

the sun would heat my back and lighten my dark hair

the wolfs of the wild would run with me

the birds would sing for me

the deer would lay in the feilds with me

the time would not matter i would be free

Reviews

[Chris]

Do you dream of fields of green?

is there a depth needed to be reached to grasp freedom?

Where ARE you eyes?... and how soft the whispers?

[Jeremy Baker]

A lovely dream - well penned!