The winds playground

I came around to thinking of the time
When life was free and fun for all of us.
Like wind blowing around the mountain climb,
All children rush across the yard in trust.
They scream and laugh and cling to things so dear
And whisper to the world of lifetime dreams;
The dreams that make the future seem so clear
Are dreams the wind could only hold it seems.
Green meadows dance and join along with glee;
The flowers in the daylight air seem bright
While singing to the childrens' melody;
And nothing changes after day is night.

I contemplate on which I want to most,
But most of all which dreams to hold so close.

Author's Note

I wrote this as a school assignment for my AP lit class. Tell me what you think. :):)

Reviews

[MagiCrystal]

Searching could be a good word I can add here. This is good !

[MusicJunkie66]

It was awesome, great imagery too :]

[Manda]

wow! i really liked this! well done!

[zack]

not bad it has the power in the poem when u read it very good