Sleep, blessed sleep
Take me in your arm
O, solitary rest giver
Protect me from harm
Draw closer to me
And envelop me thus
You need no fanfare
You don’t need to fuss
O, for the refuge
That is found in sleep
Layer upon layer
Sleep does heap
While from inside
Fresh energy hums
And satisfaction too
At long last comes
Blessed oblivion
Which brings back power
Always refreshes me
Hour by hour
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Author:
safina (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: a good night of rest is what refreshes one best.
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