I am presenting you an old scribble of mine. The images I love, the top dark one is somewhere in The USA!
Please don’t bid me goodnight
Still have many hours of light
before I sleep and close my eyes
to magical kingdom of dreams…
Please don’t bid me goodnight yet
Stay with me a little longer, recite
poetry, sing your childhood songs;
tell me your dreams, hold me tight.
But please don’t bid me goodnight
I need you with me at least a while.
You are wonderful, kind and bright.
Hold my hands with your childish smile.