Sleepless

I tried to find sound Sleep,
Roaming far and wide,
And when I finally found Him
I asked not to abide with me
But bid Him hurry to your side
And gently take the day away,
To steal upon your eyes
And for a while to dim
The source of my world’s light
And so to grant the stars their hour of life…

© jsmorgane (April 2011)

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  1. Oh i really like this. After reading your poem yesterday it put me in a poem writing mood so I wrote a poem about fairies. I’m gonna put it in my blog soon. Thanks for the inspiration. Your poem was the first blog I read. Looks like a made a good choice for what i picked first to read this morning. Cheers.

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