Dream of Futures Yet to Be

The wind blows across the barren landscape,
I dream of futures yet to be.

A family's love endures all,
Time cannot break the heart's dream,
I dream of futures yet to be.

My child laughs and cries,
My wife holds me tight,
I dream of futures yet to be.

The sun is set; the moon is rising,
Waves crash against the shore,
I dream of futures yet to be.

I look at my wife and child,
I think of my past without them,
My dream of futures yet to be... is.

Michael J. Bethea
December 2000