Here’s a poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge entitled “Something Childish but Very Natural”

If I had but two little wings
And were a little feathery bird,
To you I’d fly, my dear!
But thoughts like these are idle things,
And I stay here
But in my sleep to you I fly:
I’m always with you in my sleep!
The world is all one’s own
But then one wakes, and where am I?
All, all alone
Sleep stays not, though a monarch bids:
So I love to wake ere break of day:
For though my sleep be gone,
Yet while ’tis dark, one shuts one’s lids,
And still dreams on

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About DAZZLED💙

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)