I had a dream

Down at the riverbank

where the grass caresses your feet

and the wind is humming its tune

I had a dream....

A dream of weathered cabins

shaped by the storms of the times

standing firm on the ground

embed in the deep soil.

Their alluring porches

hidden under a thick blanket of

early tinted autumn leaves,

inviting you to stay

for a cup of fresh steaming coffee or two

and a slice of homemade pie.

A dream of small glassy windows

dressed in delightful lacy curtains

waving in the breeze of the day

with its chill in the air.

A dream of wide open plains

with their creaking gates

locking in the secret tales

of the land and its people.

A dream of an old fashioned barn

lit by thousands of lights

resembling the glow of the stars

upon a silent country sky

Where people gather

after a long day work and worry

and leave it all behind

with the hat on the wrought iron hooks

at the door

and forget for a while

to the tune of a wistful fiddle in the corner.

I had a dream..

where all people come together

for a cup of fresh steaming coffee or two

and a slice of homemade pie

on these restful porches.

I had a dream....