Nighttime Bliss
Nights once amiss
Now birth cerebral bliss
Evenings belong to caring for Oneself
Lovely potions and Serums lining the shelf
A cup of steam next to a Lover dreaming
Worries now a focus of mind-clearing
With crosswords or How-to's
Or dreams of grand designs
Where every piece has it's place to go
Tomorrow's woes belong to tomorrow
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