Thursday, 11 September 2025

MY DREAM



MY DREAM 

Woke up
From
A dream
Where 
Everything was
Green
And clean.

No trash 
Piling
About,
No unclean
Air
Being breathed
In or
Out.

Loads or
Trees
Giving a
Welcoming 
Shade
As the sun
Shines
Overhead.

Clean waves
Rolling
In on
Dazzling sands..
And lush
Hills
Untouched 
By man...

Oh what
A dream
I had!

  FREDERIKA MENEZES 

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