Sandman, Come
Hush, his toes creep,
Dusting sleep, those
Lost deep in dreams ...
His stardust strewn -
Riding moonbeams
To swoon the night ...
Dream-laden eyes,
'Til eve dies, soft
Will rise, the dawn.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Any Theme Than Bauk" Poetry Contest
Charles Messina, Judge & Sponsor.
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