She wanted to hear the angels sing.
So she dreamed that her arms became wings.
Then she flew up to heaven to hear their golden voices.
Hearing them sing made her eyes moist.
She woke up so happy from her dream.
From her face a smile beamed.
Such a lovely poem..dreams when come true adds glow to the face
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a beautiful poem created in a simple way, methinks. But you have done that in the shortest way to have this loveliest result. How brilliant are the end rhymes here, amazingly rendered, Lamar. Thank you so much for this brilliant poem. I have enjoyed a very lot. G.B.U. Amen. A 10 Vote and much much more.