The Little House on the Prairie books are so widely known, it’s hard to believe that the real-life Laura Ingalls Wilder has been gone for nearly 60 years. Born in Pepin, Wisconsin, she would have turned 147 this year. She immortalized her pioneering family in the Little House books, written and published in the 1930s with the help of her daughter, Rose.
A water spill of the mind A drop of that Reality
A person who dreams of things to come Beautiful thoughts that seem to run Two perspectives of a mind Reality is but a dream in time
Past
Darkness seemed to follow me But with dreams I’ll always be Something special to my mind And find that dream I’ve got to find
Present
Reality seems to real away When fantasy comes to save the day The dream, I dream is meant for man It’s all but an ever unending plan.
So let the world except that dream Man and woman and child serene Of peace, as spread by a little white dove As did Jesus in His act of love.
Future
I wish it all here and today That this dream is here to stay. That all mankind should stay at peace For after all, life’s but a lease.
Forever
Darkness still seems to follow me But with dreams I’ll always be Something special to my mind And find that dream I’ve got to find.
A reign of time A storm of a mind Imaginary…
— written by Felicia M. Lopes | circa 1982
