I know it’s late
But my eyes aren’t heavy yet
My mind is running wild
Thinking, thinking, thinking
I listen to the birds outside
Announcing morning has come
Thinking what will the day bring?
Thinking what have to be done
So much to be done
So little time
But most of all
Thinking...
About my biggest dream
To carry my child one day soon
To feel the miracle of life inside of me
To see my baby
To feel that love at first sight
To see my perfect baby
It’s late
Why can’t I sleep?
Can’t I just go to sleep?
Peaceful sleep
And have happy dreams
It’s late
Everything is so quiet and peaceful
Just the birds chirping outside
There happy melody’s
It’s late
Why can’t I sleep?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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