I dreamed of you last night
Touched your hands, kissed your lips; until you were out of sight
With the brightest smile and a bouquet of flowers
You promised you'd come back tomorrow
And so on my soft fluffy bed
With heavy lids, I rested my head
The next day couldn't come too soon
I took a nap in the afternoon
Picked daisies and melodies
Wrote you letters and symphonies
You were so delighted you ate your words
And sung like a hummingbird
Soon after I awoke
And you said it was no joke
Words are like the wind
They don't always have the best timing
As I looked in your eyes I started smiling
Me loving you; you loving me what a remarkable feeling!
D. Loveday Morris
An Extract from the Diary of a Jamaican Critical Care Nurse Living and Working in the UK
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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