May sleep gather you in
with the softest embrace
and forgetfulness
wash all the cares from your face
as the dreams of the night
take you where you most wish
to be held by the light
and caressed with a kiss.
May the love of your life
beat more strong in your breast
than a pessimist army could hope to contest
and when night quits the field,
and the birds sound their call
may you wake to a dream,
and your life conquer all.
1 comment:
Quite a bit later (2023), lightly redone as "lullabye trumpet":
https://apocketfulofpoesy.blogspot.com/2023/10/lullaby-trumpet.html
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