Daydreams

I wish for a cup of hot tea to warm my hands, curl up in my bed and cover myself with duvet.

Let me close my eyes gently and fall into a sweet slumber.

Maybe I'll dream about heaven with singing angels, lavender garden, clouds and cotton candy. Everything moving in slow rhythmic motion. And I know where I am happy. With warm hands and joyful heart, innocent laughters filled the air.

Let me close my eyes gently and fall into a sweet slumber.

So that I am not here.