My Baby – What Are You Dreaming About?
My Baby
What are you dreaming about?
My baby, as you sleep,
Can you share your dreams with me?
Are you dreaming about,
Trees whispering to each other,
Flowers nodding their heads,
Butterflies showing off their wings,
Or is it about the birds that fly ahead?
My baby,
What are you dreaming about?
I can see a smile on your lovely face,
I wonder what is making you smile,
Do you see my smiling face?
What is that you see in your dreams,
My baby, what is happening?
Are the fairies dancing around you?
The Pixies calling you out to play,
Did the moon smile and wave to you,
Asking you to stay?
I always wonder what is that you see,
In your dreams that make you smile,
I wonder if you could see me in your dreams,
Can you tell me was I there all the while?
Can you tell me if I was the one,
The one that made you smile,
If only you could talk to me right now,
You would fill my heart with joy!
What did we do, my baby
Did we play with the moon beams,
Did we zip past all the stars,
Did we float above the milky way,
Flying from Uranus to Mars,
If only you could talk to me,
What a miracle it would be,
My baby are you dreaming right now,
Smiling as you drift back to sleep.
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A lovely light poem of the thoughts of a baby, beautifully expressed with some wonderful phrases and thoughts in wonder of that elusive smile. great work and very much enjoyed.
Tony De Lorger thank you. It is truly magical when a baby smiles!
Such a lovely poem, Nithya. Your words create a soft and sweet time with the sleeping baby. I enjoyed reading this. Wonderful work.
Phyllis thank you and so happy you enjoyed reading.
Beautiful poem Nithya. Isnt that the most precious thing watching them sleep, wondering where their newborn slate is going to take them today. I couldnt stop smiling at them while they slept. Great piece ~Paul
Paul Neglia, thank you. It is magical when babies smile in their sleep. I wonder what they dream about when they smile.
A lovely and most delightful poem. Smiled all the way through and heard soft lullabies.