Where do our minds wonder off to as we sleep?
The places and scenes it creates.
One dream we are in my childhood home.
Looking out those four large windows as the sunlight so bright shines over us.
'There's nothing wrong here' you said.
We were so full of innocence there. In that moment I knew it was just dream.
Another dream we were laying in my bed with the afternoon sun casting a rosy color over us.
It looked like paradise.
Some dreams we are sitting in a soft lush carpet of green grass,
white clovers all around.
Dreams of pure young innocence as petals of cherry blossoms fell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful words : ) Thanks for sharing x *****