run,
don't stop,
breathe deep,
exhale,
no sleep
for worried eyes
my dear,
for although dreams, at times,
may overtake us,
our minds will turn
and surely wake us,
and run,
don't stop,
breathe deep,
exhale,
and read a few more pages.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very neat little poem....Ruthie