Last night as I lay in my single bed I dreamt of babies who could talk I had to carry them on my shoulders But they were really there to move me
A very curious poem. It kind of works on you, like some dreams do. If babies could talk, I wonder what they'd say?
sounds like more could, or should, follow, but even as it is, it's interesting. Like OneUndone said, one wonders what the babies would say, how they would move you, and where you are to go.
