Awakening

Awakening

Elisabeth S. Weagel

Albuquerque, NM, USA

Mother pricked her finger

And so we all fell asleep

Dreamily waiting for the Prince’s kiss.

Sometimes dreams feel too real

We forget that this isn’t where we came from

We forget that we are sleeping

But one day we will open our eyes again

We will see His face

And we will understand

Only she could paint our dreams

And only He could bring the morning.