We all have our favourite spots
we can sit and daydream
of places we'd like to see
or different places we'd like to be.
Daydreaming of things we wish
and things that we'd like to have.
The things that are just out of reach,
love and people, we want to know.
Daydreaming of things
to change our lives
in what we want to be,
but they all vanish when
we awake to the world again
and its pressures and strains
that we lose in
the comfort of our dreams.
9 August 2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem