Wait to be told

Poem....Wait to be told

I looked out across golden fields
Backed by mountains of purple
Where once long wagon trains
Inched toward deep blue skies
Opportunity swelled their hearts
Along with tinges of fear
They took their place
On the new frontier
And forwarding to today
When new challenges arise
Those old wagon train days
Tell us to be wise
Will we listen to days of old
Or sit on our sofas
And wait to be told