I dream of a day
Like the one I had before
In your arms I play
And cry for more.
Then gently go to sleep
Always by your chest
Wondering how do I peep
In the morning from my cradle best.
Still dreaming of those eyes
Of love and hopes ahead,
Sculpting a future that lies
Of the riches the world has said.
"To the one who would be identified,
By my name to you
She would bring to me, pride
Like leaves sparkling with dew."
I dream of a day,
The same weary eyes
Overjoyed they'll say
"How much ever she tries
To be bigger, bolder
She'll still remain my baby girl never older!"
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 2:24 PM UTC
I dream of a day
Like the one I had before
In your arms I play
And cry for more.
Then gently go to sleep
Always by your chest
Wondering how do I peep
In the morning from my cradle best.
Still dreaming of those eyes
Of love and hopes ahead,
Sculpting a future that lies
Of the riches the world has said.
"To the one who would be identified,
By my name to you
She would bring to me, pride
Like leaves sparkling with dew."
I dream of a day,
The same weary eyes
Overjoyed they'll say
"How much ever she tries
To be bigger, bolder
She'll still remain my baby girl never older!"