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Iraq Dream
by Jon-Jacob F DealYears ago, I had this dream:
I was in Iraq
In the spacious dining room
Of an elegant restaurant
High in a skyscraper;
The walls were tinted glass.
In the pink-orange sunset light
I looked down through them and saw
The tan architecture of a peaceful city
Modern cars gliding silently;
People going about their lives.
A young boy was sitting next to me
At the long table
And I told him that
It wasn't all that long ago that
I had wished, but never dreamed
That a moment like this
Would one day be possible.
And in his smiling face
I saw that the faces of the dead
Were also smiling back at me
And I was happy. 06/14/2014 Posted on 06/14/2014
Copyright © 2024 Jon-Jacob F Deal
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/14/14 at 10:24 AM Quite the moving poem in light of recent events. |
| Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 06/18/14 at 05:19 AM What a great capture of past, present and potential future. I will never throw stones at glass walls; but I would leave a note under a brick. "I hope all the best for you and those you love" To you forever I wish peace. ~N |
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