A Child's Dream Poem by Sophia White

A Child's Dream

Rating: 4.8


I loved to look upon him,
The Hunter near the Way.
So strong his arm and long his bow
And so bashful of the Day.
His courage never failed him
For he held his mace so high
And glared at the Bull in the River
And ruled the whole breadth of the sky.
As a girl, young and silly,
I oft dreamed of being the Maid.
And meeting, one nighttime afternoon,
The Hunter, in a starry glade.
And we would love ‘pon sight
And marry in a cloud of joy.
What strange and daring dreams
A little girl may employ.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

This is pretty and makes me think of the huntress and old Greek tales of hidden glades.

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Sandy nobody 09 November 2007

your writings very good sophia.....

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BEAU GOLDEN 02 July 2006

Excellent Art Sophia, u r wise beyond your chronological yrs.

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John Tiong Chunghoo 31 May 2006

dear sophia, i think you are a tremendously talented poet. keep up the good work. i will continue exploring your work whenever i could spare the time. kindest regareds, john

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