Despite the snores and complaining feet,
you sleep with a smile on your face.
Bedshaped, your rosy cheeks bounce against the lamplight.
And you fly across the strawberry fields, searching
over the sparkling streams, the faerie trees
through romantic tales and marble fears.
At last, you land, happily
with clouds on your feet
and glitter on your sleeves
giving birth to
sixteen hopes
sixteen stars
sixteen dreams.
09.06.09~ - ToniFergie
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