At first its blank
Like this Peice of Paper
Waiting for the words that only come later
Nothing thaught, Nothing said
Just laying down in my bed
Getting tired so Ill go to sleep
Feeling the same so I will too
Then the words appear
Good Night and I Miss You
So, this paper isnt as blank as it seems
As I fall alseep, Ill see you in my dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem