The Sleep of Youth
The Sleep of Youth
The yawning of the night light whispers,"Sleep"
As eyes close...And Day's woes...
Are lost in swift retreat.
Dreams saunter, softly searching, whom to grog...
With the ease...Of the breeze...
For sailing 'Tir na nog'.
1.15.2017©deborah burch
Form: tristich verse
Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2017
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