Found Poem!!

Days Dreams

On the tiles where the podium lies.

On the wall where the clocks hang.

Next to the beautiful paintings.

Pictures hung with tape for everyone’s eyes to see.

You look outside to this nice warm summers blue sky welcoming you.

Only a couple minutes are you allowed to gaze from your computer screen.

You try not to care as you continue looking out the window.

You see people playing in the fields.

Acting like the little foolish kid, which you wish to be.

You know that the books in your study are where you belong.

You keep dreaming, dreaming of a different time or space.

Someone flags you back down to earth.

Why would someone do that?

Class is over, let’s go.

Continuing ahead you gaze back out the window.

Wishing for they day to end, so you can begin your true day.