Who knew
that daydreams
were so much better
than night
I do not speak
of waking dreams
no, not those
based on fickle reality
oh, but those that come
whilst napping
are wondrous indeed!
those that tuck you in
and fill your lonely heart
with such warmth
that it forgets a lifetime of woe
even, if only for a while
yes, those dreams that do whisper:
thou art loved, thou art loved, thou art loved
~Nika
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
those that tuck you in and fill your lonely heart with such warmth that it forgets a lifetime of woe - - These lines will leave echoes in my heart.
Thanks Perdita, I'm so glad you were touched by this little oldie.