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The Morning Plowing Sun

 

We are the children dreaming of peace
A happy place to live in such an ease

We dream of dazzling sunshine
…………In each day we rise

We dream of happy face
…………In each moment we smile

We dream of clean air
, water and land

We dream of food
in every bowl

O How good to see our world above
…………if all people loving and caring
Helping each other’s hand

O How good to see every people
…………working together in peace and harmony

No one starve
No one cries
No homeless child that wanders at night

We are the children dreaming of peace

We are the flowers
blooming
…………..from what we see and feel

We are the birds on the wing
……………from what we yearn
……………from what we achieve

We are the precious pearls of the sea
……………from the fruits we become
……………what you have planted we harvest

Just after the morning plowing sun

 

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  • SteveS gold member
    July 20

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    Very nice dreamy feel, and inspirational. "Birds on the wing"...did you mean "wind"? Just a thought. Thanks for sharing this.

    • Re: Comment

      Hi! Thanks for dropping to my page. True! It was birds on the wing which means children are chasing their dreams...on the move to see a better future ahead of them. Thanks once again.

      Love lots,
      Catrina