There’s something beautiful happening lately.
As we rush through our chaotic mornings
As I scream over spilled milk with all my might
She asks me gently “Mumma, what did you dream of last night?”
“Did you dream of cupcakes?”
“Or of elephants having a party?”
“Were you inside a ship?”
“Or were you just sipping your tea?”
There’s something beautiful happening lately.
As we rush through our chaotic mornings
As he negotiates with her to brush her teeth right
She never forgets to ask
“Papa, what did you dream of last night?”
“Did you dream of monsters?”
“Or of me driving a plane?”
“Had you brushed your teeth in the dream?”
“Oh, and did the monster have a name?”
There’s something beautiful happening lately.
As we rush through our chaotic mornings
As she rummages through her closet, flinging everything at sight
She begins to tell me,
“Mumma, you know, I had a dream last night.”
“I was at an elephant’s birthday party
And there was a big pink cake
I even sang him a birthday song
‘Happy birthday to you, Elephant Jake'”
Sometimes she laughs out loud in her dream
And we eagerly wait to hear all about it the next day
And when we ask her, “what did you dream of last night?”
She makes up endless stories in her own mischievous ways.
There’s something beautiful happening lately.
As we rush through our lives
As we fret and complain and fight
She reminds us to slow down by asking
What did we dream of last night.
