Knock, knock! Hush, hush.
Good dreams quietly march.
Like the fairies, they bring stories and tales,
And they sing their song: "Bala-boo, bala-bash."
They dance, they jump,
They play the drum,
But when someone in a house wakes up -
The good dreams end up their fun.
They say, "Good day!" and go away.
But when we sleep, they start again,
Tell their stories, play, and march
And sing their song: "Bala-boo, bala-bash."
When and why have you written this poem? Is there some kind of special meaning?
Good Dreams
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2011 with permission of the Author.
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