Naive Dream

away with the grandest reverie
those forts and towers gleaming
I discard such fantasies
of irrelevant dreamings
send me instead a simple place
not empires draped in gold
let my sleep bring me to grace
in the innocence of old
a hound as fair companion
verdant groves of trees
where nought holds a dominion
and warmth kisses the breeze
no flags to wave, save birds in flight
no anthems platitudes to please
no borders over which to fight
a place where I may rest in peace


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