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Bedtime Stories…

All the days wounds from meaningless fights,
Ends during the bedtime stories every night…
The moments with mom to hear her read.
It is a journey each night to a new place.
We get pulled into the story and be part of it,
Is it the story or the mom’s way she reads to us.
We can hear the birds singing with us,
We can feel the fairies from heaven join us.
It is not the beginning of the journey,
But reaching the final destination in dreams…



© 2012 Pimmi Nag