Too many of my good dreams
Will never see the light of day,
As with all those special moments
Like the autumn leaves get blown away.
Dreams where all is well
Are so few and far between,
Where we are lying in eachothers arms
Made the perfect scene.
So when I back to sleep to dream again
I found that you were nolonger there,
Was this dream sequence at an end
And turning into my worse nightmare? .
Just when I thought that it was all over
And I had my last good dream of you,
I woke to find you here in my arms
So good dreams do definately come true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poems! ! ! Dreams gift me peace/