If I had but two little wings <br />And were a little feathery bird, <br />To you I'd fly, my dear! <br />But thoughts like these are idle things, <br />And I stay here. <br /> <br />But in my sleep to you I fly: <br />I'm always with you in my sleep! <br />The world is all one's own. <br />But then one wakes, and where am I? <br />All, all alone. <br /> <br />Sleep stays not, though a monarch bids: <br />So I love to wake ere break of day: <br />For though my sleep be gone, <br />Yet while 'tis dark, one shuts one's lids, <br />And still dreams on.<br /><br />Samuel Taylor Coleridge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/something-childish-but-very-natural/
