Golden Dream

by Brianna G. Harte

I see it

There in my mind

This field with trees

Casting shadows upon gold

Rich from the sun’s rays.

The sky a baby’s blanket,

Soft enough to cradle a needy world,

Carrying a bright future

That shall never be deterred.

May I soon see it

Before me

As I put charcoal on land,

Graphite to the sky

And passion in each stroke.

Copyright ©2016 Brianna G. Harte. All rights reserved.

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