She sleeps while sunrise slowly closes in <br />While somewhere near a rooster starts to crow <br />Last night she dreamed a crumpled little cloud <br />Where I can’t go <br /> <br />I’ve seen this look, I’ve watched her fight the sleep <br />I've seen the look of fire in her stare <br />But I can’t offer her what she most needs <br />A breath of air <br /> <br />But maybe night if I could catch that cloud <br />If I could sing her songs to fall asleep <br />If I could kiss her silent sleeping face <br />She’d find her peace <br /> <br />And somewhere I know dawn is closing fast <br />Somewhere there’s a dream that cries aloud <br />And somewhere lies a quiet dreaming girl <br />A crumpled cloud<br /><br />Ben Paynter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/last-night-she-dreamed-a-crumpled-little-cloud/
