I went to see my dreamland today
That I had built very far away
Where no one can ever know
And there often i love to go
For in my dreamland is found
The adorable creatures of the ground
And also there no one cries
Or feel tired of their tires
For there i always see sunshine
Spreading its light like a wine
And giving it to drink to all
Who gets exhausted from hurt and fall
For then it really helps to calm
The pain and agony like a balm
And that's why when i feel alone
I go to my breamland to mourn.
Seema Chowdhury
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/exhausted-from-hurts/
