Friday, April 16, 2010

My child, let sit and talk for a while
About the dreams that you have
Some that you've lived and the others that you killed
In the face of this dream called life

When it's time to sleep place your head upon my hand
And tell me of the dreams you want to have
As I watch the sandman come to you
I sit wonder and what it is to dream.

1 comment:

reema said...

before the sand man comes u would doze off to your own dream land