SLEEP FOR THE WEARY

 

 

SLEEP FOR THE WEARY

 

The sun peeks through

a canopy of trees.

A blanket of color

protects me with leaves.

I’m sheltered with

soft petals of pink.

Like velvet sheets

splattered with ink.

A bed in the petals

offers rest for the weary.

I give a sigh of contentment

as my eyes grow teary.

GOODNIGHT MOON

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All is pitch black

Until the moon finds us,

Hidden on this branch.

It hits us with its spotlight,

Blind us with its glow,

Reveals us to the night.

All we want is darkness,

Respite from the sun,

Sleep for the weary.

Goodnight moon.

 

BLINDED BY THE LIGHT

All is dark.
Until the moon find us.
Hits us with its spotlight.
Blinds us with its glow.
Reveals us to the night.
All we want is darkness.
Respite from the sun.
Sleep for the weary.
Good night moon.

 

All is dark.

Until the moon find us.

Hits us with its spotlight.

Blinds us with its glow.

Reveals us to the night.

All we want is darkness.

Respite from the sun.

Sleep for the weary.

Good night moon.

(Source: p–i–c–t–u–r–e–s)

 

WALK ALONE

 

We walk alone,

Year after year.

Troubles weigh us down,

No end in sight.

Our loads become heavy,

Our bodies weary.

Frowns on our faces,

Eyes to the sky above,

We ask for salvation.

No answer for our ears.

Hope lingers in our souls,

A hope for better days.

If not in this lifetime,

then maybe in the next.

MY DAY BY THE SEA

 

A walk down the street.

Fragrances so sweet.

White cobblestones line the way.

Here is where I want to stay.

 

Away from the madding crowd.

A place where I can be proud

To call my new home.

I don’t need a phone.

 

All I need is a soft bed

To lay down my weary head.

Fishermen’s cries will wake me

To start my day by the sea.