Each carefully woven web
catches your dreams at night
then fills you with good luck
and takes the badness out of sight.
Each dream the web catches
floats down the feather
and fades with the brightness of the morning sun.
Each dream will find its way to the middle of the web
to help bad dreams float away
and so the good ones are here to stay.
It will bring you good luck and harmony
throughout your lives
up until the day you die.
copy right joanne mitchell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done Joanne a very nice poem like the theme voted Chris