Sweet Sleep

w c

Sweet Sleep

 

Every night it comes over me

Like a drug so gradually

Until the struggle I give up

And I succumb to slumber’s touch

 

There is no need to count sheep

As I soon slumber deep

Dreaming of a pastoral place

Where deer graze and bob-whites race

 

And a little songbird sings

In the woods that I dream

With his music sweet and light

As I slumber in the night

 

And when the rooster crows his piece

From sleep’s grasp I am released

All ready for another day

And for life come what may

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 10th, 2018 00:03
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽

    Wow I can totally relate to this sweet dream sleep poem, I too get such poetic muse and it lulls me to sleep without ever needing to count sheep. Kudos for this fantastic fun poem.

    Pleez do review my latest poem titled, "play it on your lips"

    • w c

      Thanks s.zaynab! I'm glad you could relate to the poem.

    • Michael Edwards

      Head on pillow, fast out in no time and wake up in the morning in same position I was in when I first put my head on the pillow - that's me and you can't beat a good night's sleep - enjoyed this piece wc

      • w c

        Thanks Michael. I pray you always sleep like a log.

      • Goldfinch60

        Super write, those dreams are wonderful and set each of us up for the new day.

        • w c

          Thanks Goldfinch! Here's to sweet dreams.

        • orchidee

          Good write wc, and sweet dreams too!

          • w c

            Thanks orchidee! I hope your dreams inspire.



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