Poems By Maregey Haas
Field Of Dreams
As I was walking in a Field of Dreams,
Here is where we can be anything.
Together we walk along a whispering stream,
And we can listen to the sounds it brings.
Then walk with me among the wild flowers,
It is here I could spend so many hours.
Dreaming that you are here with me,
And feeling so happy and care free.
Birds sing sweetly in the Field of Dreams,
But only we dreamers hear them it seems.
In the Field of Dreams I can feel you close,
In my mind you're here, I like that most.
Your smiling face shines so clear in my mind,
As you hold me close in this dreamland of mine.
A fantasy of a hug in your loving arms,
A dream that lives in your real charms.
The gentle sweetness of your dreamy kisses,
Is made of my Field of Dreams good wishes.
And the Honey Bees are so busy here too,
From flowers they make honey as sweet as you.
Walking in this field of my most secret dreams,
Is the only place where our love always gleams.
It only comes as a dream in my mind,
A place that only I dare to dream I find.
Standing in this Field of Dreams sweet kisses,
Making this real is one of my wishes.
You can make wishes that you wish it seems,
But you must have your own Field of Dreams.
A Mother
A Mother holds her child so lightly in her arms.
Giving her love that protects them from harm.
Staying with her child in sickness all night.
Mother never takes a break till her child is all right.
A Mother hums such soothing sounds to her child.
And as the child goes to sleep, Mother's mind runs wild.
Is her Baby sleeping well or is her child still ill?
As she watches the child even now as it's still.
She can not rest till her child has no pain.
With a tear on her cheek she will look once again.
Mother will not rest till she knows baby's fine.
Mother's all do this thing and their love's so divine.
Being a Mom is hard but can be fun.
When your child is happy it soothes everyone.
So all you Moms remember this poem.
You are always the one to make right of wrong.
