I dream of wide open spaces
Meadow-lands out to the sky
They dream of city-places
And ‘everything close by’
I dream of still summer daybreak
Save for the lilting of lark
They dream of high-rise landscapes
And nights that are never dark
I dream of season-tickets
Privy to nature’s treats
While they dream of shows and vendors
Foreign to rural streets
I dream of life in the country
They call it ‘middle of nowhere’
So they dream of life in the city
And highways to everywhere
© Janet Martin
Victoria just came home from spending a night and day with her friend in the city...she told me it's 'the best and close to everything !'
Victoria just came home from spending a night and day with her friend in the city...she told me it's 'the best and close to everything !'
Oh isn't that funny how that is!
ReplyDeleteyes:) I told Victoria I remember feeling just like her!
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