I'm starting to think that
we only get what we
want in our sleep
Our dreams fills us
with smiles that have
never been witnessed before
Hair blowing in the wind
as I drive a convertible Ferrari
through the Midwestern plains
of the United States
No foolishness or derogatory rhetoric
Just one experience just the way I dreamed it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This sounds like a divine dream Cokbod, and a Ferrari. Wow! ! ! ! ! ! If it was real then.........! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Wow again! ! ! ! ! ! ! Loved reading this one. Love Ernestine XXX