My Little Dreams Poem by Baby Thomas Mangat

Before I say good bye
To you and to this beautiful world I loved
I want to share my dreams at least once
Those I kept as precious stones in my heart.

I had dreams of my beautiful mornings
Where I wanted to be welcomed by the shining sun
But always I could see far behind the mountains
A sun hidden in the clouds anxiously.

I had dreams of true friendships
Which I wanted to be my strength as a youth
But always I was invited in to the company
With whom never the angels sung.

I had the dream of an angel holding my hands
To keep me away from vanity
But always I could see the face of the angel with her beauty
Leading me to their mansions for the coming night.

I had dreams about you my dearest friend
Which I thought to be leading me to heavans
But always I could see you as a morning mist
Hiding thyself on half the way every time.