My dreams are not lofty
The big ones that need huge shoulders
To carry the weight of the hefty dreams.
Mine are really small, the every day dreams.
That of a small patch of green
With the daffodils, the jasmine and the wild flowers too.
A porch with chairs facing the sun rise
To share the dawn with the cup and company.
Work that adds meaning to my day
Family and friends to share the meal .
Kindness and consideration abound at every turn
Revealing God in the many small things.
A good book to relax
A loving partner to share my life
Children to see the future shine in their eyes.