Thursday, January 22, 2009

Angel

When kids sleep
I saw them smile
Frown
And speak
To someone we never met

I tried to fathom
The depth
They travel
Through the tunnels of
Their sleep
Decorated with dreams
Colors or anything
We never remember
From a childhood so distant

Many times, I wondered
Whether
God just borrow their
Souls to be his angels
When they sleep