Lyricanica's Lullaby
Lyricanica’s Lullaby
She sat – her heart beat like a dove
As she confessed poetry was her love
Not just words in any fashion
Her verse and rhyme were her PASSION
As she lay her head upon the pillow
More words were formed and made her mellow
A smile appeared across her face
As she drifted off to slumber’s place
That place was filled with wondrous words
Not too pompous nor too absurd
But it was as if she could almost feel
The words to her were so very real
Without a prompt she wrote outright
“It was a feast for my soul meeting you tonight”
“Thanks to you” were her final lines
Which startled him – they were so kind
He wrote “Then feast well. Let the words feed your soul
Let them sate your mind and keep it whole
And fill you with a relaxation deep
That will soothe you into a blissful sleep"
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