Dream life
"Oh my child"
"Oh my child"
"Oh my child"
He sighed in whispering and cried:
"You made me as you wished
With bubbles of the foam on cotton
Snow man, long carrot"
Looked around, saw my eyes were ears
He went on:
"Then came sun; shined bright
Everything came to light
I melted in its heat
Dream faced a wake up to plight
Cascade-like ran flood
Washed away the carrot and cotton; everything
What is left is the foam is a hive; not honey! "
In right hand a napkin to clean.
The voice now could be heard like breathe:
"Be artist
Canvas Hope
Save with heart
Let us live DREAM LIFE."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem