The Day and Night Calling Me Sleep Calling Me To Rise
~The Day & Night Calling me Sleep, Calling Me to rise~
To my Nightcowel, I know I heard thee every night, my words a sway in thee wisper of the breeze, Only to sleep on & rise in the sun-light to tamper thee words outcasting crys, into a sleep, that twas like I awoke in a dream of night.
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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