Day Dreraming Poem by jackie compton

In my mind I see field of amber grain.
Dancing and swaying to the cool breeze that the wind plays.
I see sky of blue and clouds of puffy white.
Even when a storm brewing comes.

In my mind I see children laughing and play on swings of life.
Back and forward they swing.
With each moment they grew older like all living things.

Thank God I can capture the youthful time in the vaults of my mind.
Even if it is just a dream