A Sweet Poetic Good Night
The onset of sleep tiptoes in as a most silent whisper.
God blows it into ears of both him and her.
We have deep kaleidoscopic dreams that give us rest.
With no music on, just our gentle hearts beating against our chests.
Some give their souls to God for safe keeping.
They are unlike sad others who go to bed weeping,
We thank God for His generous blessings this day.
And place our poetic headsupon soft, creative pillows without delay.
We are thankful for the poetic hearts who touched us across the miles.
Our eyes, now closed, we see their loving, beaming smiles!
2/19/2021
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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