Dreams

I don’t know who she is

Where had she been till now

She comes in my dreams

Every then and now

Why is she not been with me

I think of her so often

Since my first heartbeat

Making me feel she is near to me

I love the way she talks

I love her smile

I love the way she scolds me

Which makes my life

She makes my tears roll down often

With her words and care

She makes my heart skip a beat

With her gestures being fair

When I am with her

It seems that I am the luckiest

I always want to listen and talk to her

Because she is my dearest