The Dreamer
Let me sleep
I’m told a dream there is
a wish I want to be.
A place where goodness lives
in the land of the free.
A job, a family, a home,
a place under the sun.
A place that’s mine alone.
A place to go when my day is done.
Let it’s beauty fill my soul.
Let me know real peace.
Tell me to this dream I’ll go,
in a slumber that will never cease.
Let me dream the dream.
I don’t want to ever wake.
Give me this homespun scene,
whatever it may take.
I don’t want to be,
in a world of constant strife.
Oh please give to me,
a much better life.
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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Comments (2)
Amen to that. Loved your poem!
I dream of a better life for my Grandchildren. I will be upgrading to vocal plus as soon as I know my stripe is connected. I think that what you are describing in your poem, is peace. A slumber that we all seek. I hope I find out if stripe is connected soon, so I can really be a part of this community. Writing for free makes me feel like a freeloader.