The Question
She links her eyes to the sky and places her sweet request
"could you please shine me some light and give me some rest?"
The moon consolingly gives her consent to close her eyes
while the stars blink advertently from their five pointed highs
She longs for a cradle that rocks, and a good good book
"can you give me a happy ending?" she asks with a look
but the trees in the distance only wave their branches
perhaps the breeze has caused too many broken fences
She sifts her dreams as if they were gifts of finest wheat
then stirs them a little with the honey of yesterday's pleat
Maybe she's longing for a little warmth from an old afgan
like the one grandma knitted - back when she was ten
She links her eyes to the sky and places her sweet request
"could you please cut me some slack, help me get some rest?"
The End.
July 24, 2018
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2018
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