Sleep
The jingles of yesterday
In the memories of hilarious laughter
Like the calmness of ranching orchads
Peace we found at last
Joy encroached lying still
Repeat this generosity
While enclosed in your stillness
Jingle your bells by our bedside
We've opened the windows
Let this breeze calm the troubled at heart
Delighted! the weather is cloudy
Again and again let the sky cry on us
Copyright © Renaissance Man | Year Posted 2023
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