Hopeful Children

Where there is Dream there is Hope!

There they are … tapping, dancing little feet

in sweet drops of silver water,

dreaming of controlling clouds as they

pretend to be colourful magical birds,

gliding across glittering skies.

 

Gently, rain falls on those smiling, innocent faces;

each move is so full of gracefulness;

all is forgotten for this moment …

no one can take their place.

 

But, where is gripping hurt, frigid tears from

yesterday, muffled echoes of growling empty

stomachs, sadness on mum’s face, affecting

uncertainty of better days?

Fractured whispering of cold wind in

sleepless nights; palpitating fear within

praying hearts; there is no hope!

Why should you revel?

 

Ohhh, but look at the silver drops of rain;

again, it washes away our pain.

Even if just for a moment,

we are one together -- with the rain.

Author's Note

Try to drive yourselves into this imaginary real life poem.
Photo by Rarindra Prakarsa

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Your poem is a form of homage for those wee children who suffer hard lives day after day.. whatever life throws at them. For the parents who can do nothing else but stand by, whether on filthy streets or in sterile wards - hopelessness is second to the sounds and sights of children laughing, making mockery of the dark around and inside them. You write superbly, sensitively and more. Kudos, dear friend and more.

[Silmara McGarry]

Indeed! Thank you ever so much dearest friend Emma, for reading and your lovely review🌸Have a splendid rest :-)

[Sami Khalil]

" The tears from yesterday, the echo of growling empty stomachs;
The sadness on mum’s face, for the uncertainty of better days;
The whispering of the cold wind in the sleepless nights;
The fear in the praying hearts;"

[Silmara McGarry]

Ohhh...many thanks indeed, Sami :-)))

[Fabian G. Franklin]

How beautiful. If we could all only learn to be children again, without judgment or remorse; innocent and benign in our every venture and seeking only to enjoy our lives and enhance the lives of those around us. The very young and the very old are the closest to the angels I believe; one so freshly come from heaven and the other, so near to returning home. There is much we in between could learn from observing them.

[Silmara McGarry]

Your words are golden and so understanding because that is exactly how I think also. I thank you so very much, Fabian! I am a great admire of your work and I absolutely love the poems I read so far. Thank you and may our dear God always Bless you!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Thank you. God has richly blessed me in so many ways. I live in a constant state of thanks and wonder.

[Silmara McGarry]

I am indeed glad to hear that! ;-)

[An owl on the moon]

You create such a wondrous, dreamish light in your words. Even in the darker places of the world, we can find hope, and peace, and joy rising with every reminder from every drop of rain. Beautiful!

[Silmara McGarry]

Thank you indeed for reading... and your great review! :-)

[Mamta Sonowal]

Wonderful...u describe very beautifully...I'm sure in future u gonna be a amazing writer...

[Silmara McGarry]

Thank you so much!

[Mamta Sonowal]

ur welc'me...

[Sikandar Khan]

WonderFull Theme Better Tagine Nice Poem Darling You HAve Write Very Well.....

[Silmara McGarry]

Thank you so very much!

[emmajoy]

Whether too much to desire, children are meant to have a few years of innocence before they discover that the world is full of the flaws adulthood has inflicted on it. Thank the Lord and gods that littlies are able to make believe, to climb fluffy mountains and jump in puddles and never, never come to harm.

Your poem is absolutely delightful, yet, hints strongly at how fragile life is for children.. how easy it is spoil by so-called grown.ups.

'Ohhh, but look at the silver drops of rain again; it washes away our pain; '


Your write so very well, thank you.

[Silmara McGarry]

Hey Emma :-)
Wonderful words and great review, I can't thank you enough for your wise comment.
Thanks you so very much, dear!
See you
Sil
;-)

[emmajoy]

Had to re,read your sad reminder of how it can be.. and is.. superbly phrased truth.

[Silmara McGarry]

Thanks indeed darling :-)))

[Sami Khalil]

Your words are true and graceful about children, hope and the connection with dreams. Your style is unique...:).............

[Silmara McGarry]

Ohhh...Thank you so very much, Sami for your lovely review and kind words :-)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)....................

[SleeplessVolcano]

Lovely images! They do help us to forget ourselves....we take life too seriously as adults....those growling empty stomachs keep us running, hopefully to ensure one day that their minds do not remain empty :)

[Silmara McGarry]

Yes, I do pray that their minds are always fool of dreams that brings them the hope to believe they can...and can!
Thanks indeed for reading and reviewing.
Your words are much appreciated.
All best,
:-)
Sil

[Lydia Shutter]

The imagination of children is contagious....and the scene you set is so lovely. It is true, children are often unaware of the hardships their parents endure though they are living through them. They only know they are alive...and they are happy. So lovely. Lydi**

[Silmara McGarry]

I really do agree with you, dear Lydi!
Thanks indeed for your sweet review.

XXX
Sil

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Wow, this is illuminating with imagery. There's also powerful feelings and emotions. The moral was such real life! Tyfs.

[Silmara McGarry]

Hey Cyprian :-)! Thanks a million.
See you
;-)
Sil

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

You're most welcome, Sil.
See you :)