Crystals, are the children
of tomorrow,
Possessing the widsom
of the ages.
Knowledge of the pyramids,
Speak with their opaque
eyes.
They hold you under their
spell.
Their pastel aura's are
breathe taking.
These children have stepped
out of the box.
Extra sensitive reading you
as they go.
They are the children of the
future.
PAVLOV
copyright heather burns
sur ethe children of tomorrow will be the children of technology as the children of today are bringing up by the satellite... love this poem and very impressive one.. enjoyed it a lot