Beat you that nobody had
A dream like mine before
Last night
When I was sleeping
In my cozy warm bed
During this winter
Night
I dream that I was
An angel flying
In the sky
Carrying  one of the dead poem
Into heaven
When I got to heaven
I knocked into heaven's door
God had open the door
To let us in
The dead person
Was reunited with his loved one
That he was missing then for a long
Time
And when I woke up the next day
The dream was gone out of my head
I am a person that loves to dream
I know that dream won't make me rich
Because I just can't sell my dream
Because no body
Would buy then