While I sleep, I dream,
A dream of her.
She that I miss and hope to see again
She left me with too many feelings and questions.
She visits me in my sleep to smile at me,
No words are said, but everything is understood.
She understands that with her I long to be.
In a house in the country or by the sea,
With her in my arms for eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I sure can identify with that! But then, who wouldn't? Delightful subject, sensitively and clearly expressed. I enjoyed reading this, thanks Ben.