Good night, Good day

And she fell asleep
Amidst memory of giggles
And she probably dreaming deep
In heap of fantasy and fable

Good night.

And she wakes up groggy
Halfway dreaming of bliss
Thinking it was her reality
To be woken up by a kiss

Good day.

And it is a gift
A worthwhile belief
To trust the elusive bliss
To wake up with a real kiss