Memories

All my life I had dreamed about some phantasmal world,
Walking in the woods every day and
Sitting near a pond beneath the sun
Feeding the ducks day old bread
From the local grocery store;

Here, it would never rain or hail, or it would
Never get cold, and
Only laughter could be heard from the hearts of
Little children playing in the playground.
There would be no more skinned knees, and
Nobody would ever fall off of the seesaw or the monkey bars.

I would never weep again;
In this land of eternal sunshine,
I would pick wild violets and buttercups that in this magical place would
Grow all year around,

In my dreams, in my fondest dreams,
I would remember everything good that had happened to me,
And forget all of the pain,
As I ride bareback on a horse into that
Beautiful picture of eternity
My mother had painted for me before the day I entered this world.

All our hopes and dreams of
Being something great or running free,
Never running scared, no need to scream or cry, and
Never falling down?

All my life I have dreamed of
Walking in the woods everyday beneath a sky
That never weeps or turns dismal and dark with thunderclouds.
Feeling the warmth of eternal springtime,
None but a balmy breeze caressing my bare skin,
Here, I would forever be content.

No one would ever die because
Life would be too beautiful to ever end…

All the hopes and dreams,
The picture my mother had once painted just for me, those were
The hopes and dreams she had,
Oh, the plans she had made for me,
And the hurt I put her through?

There would be
No more skinned knees, no more tears, and never any pain?
Walking in the woods everyday
Feeling the warmth of eternal springtime-
I would forever be content.

Only in my dreams, in my fondest dreams
I would never think of dying,
For life would be so wonderful-
I would want to live forever…



Claudia Krizay (schizoclaud)

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