The World We Live In
September 17, 2012
By Rose Marie Rideout

I look up at the stars and I dream,
I feel a twinkle in my eye,
Something magical about me.

I hear a slight sound far in the distance,
My heart feels as though it is in a race,
It’s thunder, fierce yet tender.

Lighting chases it,
As though it were taking photos of me,
 Me so far away in my own little world.

I watch the clouds as they change;
I continue to search for little creatures,
As I giggle to myself, as though I were a kid.

Ahh feel that breeze, it tickles my nose,
It stands the hair up on my arm,
Takes me back to the days when I was a kid.

laying on a blanket, feeling the same old way,
Happy and thankful for all that’s given us.
In this world we live in.