And is a childhood dream
only one of of the ingredients for your completed dream?
I ask myself this as I read through
the many entries.
Do "good fences make good neighbors"?
When I was young; whether playing in the countryside
or "in town" (with sidewalks and paved roads),
through the yards (and the lives?) of others
allowed my imagination to flow just as free.
Was this my American Dream of childhood?
Dreaming of being a horse, or a dragon,
or a magic sprite,
my imagination knew no bounds.
But to play in a neighborhood with fences;
removes the wildness.
And thus removes the "wild horses" or
"fierce dragons" or "quick-flying magic sprites"
or "far-ranging cops & robbers" or
"highly camouflaged hide-and-seek",
leaving frustration or confusion
Keeping "them" out
or keeping "us" in?
Is my American Dream
that of no limits?
Do kids still feel this way
All over the world?
Keep those entries coming!
-And I apologize for
the fuzziness of my
It was taken in 1968.