27/10/2012

DREAM

Oh, to run in fields of pure gold.
To feel the soothing breeze on my face.
To feel free.
Live without a single care in the world.
To watch the sun set, knowing it will rise again.
I want to feel the green grass 'neath my bare feet.
I want to lie and stare up into the sky.
And not see a single angry cloud.
For it to rain just long enough to breed new life.
I don't want to feel any wrath.
I don't want to know any hate.
I only want to know peace in this world.
I just want to dream the day away.
I'd say that's not asking too much.

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(27/10/2012)

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