Always wanted to travel and wonder
around the world in a oddly naked way.
Nevertheless other things occur and life
became very real.
I had to put away my childish dreams and save
them in a multi coloured fantastic jar, saved them
saved them all for another day.
Fairytale and silly dreams do not keep the bills paid
or the table full of food so you can eat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fanciful reflections and hard facts of life thoughtfully balanced. Thanks for sharing.