I used to dream of eyes so blue
and loving arms to hold me.
I used to dream of heroic knights
and how gracious they would be.
I used to dream of how I wouldn’t settle
for anything less than best.
I used to dream of how he would majestically
lay all fears to rest.
I used to dream of fairy tales,
how wondrous would they be
I used to dream of story books
All patterned after me.
I used to dream of a lot of things,
But the moment I met you,
I immediately stopped dreaming,
Because all of my dreams came true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem