Sleeping Me

SLEEPING ME

I am off to bed, slipping out of my body
Slowly into a depth of my robbed peace
Taken by the days struggles
Gradually I shall be there
To be a winner
Back into myself of realities
strength
joy
Dreams
A real Me
What has been stolen away
Its not riches
Its not the earthly
Its not the.....
Just my wronged me to go
Tomorrow for the perfect me
Slowly, slowly into a perfect me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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April 30, 2011 at 11:23 PM
L.G.K., what a thought.... sleeping how sweet can it make me... enjoyed.. Linda
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