A poem bubbling
Inside of me
Won't keep still,
Wants to be free
To soothe me like
A lullaby...
Flowing with a happy melody,
Cooing and singing,
Wants to dance too.
Come on,
Take my hand!
Lets glide into the night...
We'll be the stars,
Our laughter will take flight
And fill the sky...
Ah! So much for dreams and
A poem wanting to be a lullaby!
Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
just off the top of my head
20: 49 p.m.
March 8,2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem