Sunday, November 22, 2009

THE DREAM



THE DREAM

WE FOUND IT DEEP IN THE WOODS

FAR FROM THE PATH

THE RUINS OF THE HOUSE

AND THE OLD STONE FENCE

YOU COULD TELL THE GARDEN

IN THE DIFFERENCE IN TREES

 BUSHES GONE WILD

THE MOUNTAINEER'S CABIN

HARD BY A STREAM

YOU COULD MARK OFF HIS FIELDS

BY FOLLOWING HIS FENCE

EACH STONE HAND CARRIED TO BUILD IT

AS HE FOUND THEM

ON A SLOPE SO STEEP

YOU COULD PICTURE THEIR SAYING

IF YOU DON’T HOLD ONTO THE PLOW

YOU'LL FALL OUT OF THE FIELD

YOU WONDER

WHEN HE BUILT THE HOUSE AND FENCE AND PLOWED

DID HE THINK IT WOULD COME TO THIS

OR DID HE SEE A LINE OF SONS COMING AFTER

LOVING THE LAND AS HE DID

IT DOESN’T REALLY MATTER I SUPPOSE

WHAT COUNTS IS

HE HAD A DREAM

HE TRIED TO MAKE IT REAL




FRANK A VOLLMER

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