Hush my sweet, time to sleep
shut the door, and breath deep
think of your day, and your earning
open your mind and start learning
from the whispers of night shadows
and the wind that caresses windows
open your heart and feel
the emotions that heal
these wounds kept inside
so that you, with pride
shall rise again my sweet
but til then, hide your sheet
and go to bed, time to sleep
dream well, oh my sweet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice penning- dreams may come into reality