Sleep, sleep
in divine sleep, dream
where the wishing moon drifts
and clothes the clouds with silver.
Drift, drift
in heavens wondrous night,
whilst on sleeps wings
entrust the moon your gentle flight.
Sally Plumb
what a soothing lullaby....i should go to bed with this thought....
I repeat what Catrina said. Lovely........ And you already have 3 votes so I must look out for your work again. Sir J x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nicely written poem. A one to read before bedtime and very soothing indeed. Thanks.
Yah is for your lovely comment, Sally.