A wonderful scene like that of a dream,
Not of pain or suffering, nothing mean.
A place like no other, somewhere out there,
Away so far where horses run wild.
Snowy mountains and clear stary nights,
Where the air is fresh, peaceful times.
To walk along a river, the only sound,
Where you can sleep under a tree, never be found.
Paint me a picture of this most beautiful life,
Someday i’ll take it with me to this place in my mind.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
Thanks for visiting my blog! I enjoyed reading this poem of yours. Poetry is definitely a wonderful form of communication. 🙂
Thanks again!
~ Crystal
Lovely thought-/very hopeful and summery
Excellent words! Thank you for finding and for following my blog. I hope you will visit often and always feel welcomed.
Nice.
Love this. Makes me want to live in the painting that is to be…
Ps. Thanks for the follow. 🙂
I like the serenity of this.