Dreamer ( a poem of greatest inspiration)
Imagine just what we might accomplish if our dreams did became reality,
As a projection of our wisest thoughts, in our determination, as a finality.
This world to change, not to be the same, the better side, of their fruition,
Positive moves, for all it behooves, their creation from our best intuition.
Imagine in our best dreams, was never to be any more pollution of our streams,
No wasteful dumping into our ocean's, our wishes all to travel on moon beams.
No more smoke stacks belching coal smoke, lack of fresh air to breathe a joke,
A beautiful Summer day of lush green trees and fields, just as real as it seems.
In our most wonderful of dreams, all our food crops, of purity, virtually teems,
No more poisoning of the wrong plants, their eradication, of harmful schemes.
Water is so well preserved, no wasting spills, its deprivation, of plant life, it kills.
Fertilization, properly applied, with the right education, all of the nurturing skills.
In dreams, the earth is still called the green earth, as in sunlight, it all so gleams,
Each moonlit shadow along the pathways, to mark Its reflection in the streams.
Night comes at last, a warm day has passed, honeysuckle's sweet scent in the air.
Restful evening to sleep, promises to keep, dreams of wonder, waiting to share.
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