Sleep my little one,
sleep and dream on.
No tears to shed,
no cry be heard,
no sore touch
your sweet forehead.
Sleep my little one,
sleep and no fear.
Whisper my name,
whisper and I'll hear,
whisper and I will run
and will always be there.
Farewell my little one.
Farewell to flesh and blood.
My time has come,
God's will is done
and I pray that one day
we will be, again, together.
- Author: Carmine Branco ( Offline)
- Published: December 22nd, 2017 16:18
- Comment from author about the poem: Bygones
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 20
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