Sugar plum faeries dance in my head
while a dragon breaths fire
keeping me warm in my bed
in my dreams I fly higher
On the back of the Roc
An eagle like creature
I wish he could talk
Silence in not his best feature
But nymphs are singing
while mermaids play
I hear the sound of ringing
I am not allowed to dream all day
A child I can be no more
No longer can I sit on fantasies shore
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fantasies well expressed.....good revelation at end too