‘Tis with heavy eyelids that I view thee
In the darkening evening of the day
When duty is done and sleep beckons me
And in our bed for your love I do pray.
Even in thy slumber thy beauty shines
As I view thee in the darkness of night
And shadows creep over me like green vines
And dreams and nightmares do often cause fright.
But In the morning light when I awake
I look at thee sleeping still having dreams
Smiling, I watch over thee for thine own sake,
Your fresh complexion, clear as living streams.
For I watch thee sleeping just before dawn
As the sun rises in the early morn.
Watch thee sleeping just before dawn. Nice poem. Please read my poem 'Better Life' when you have time. Thank you.
Masterful write, I'm sure she loves it, I wrote one called sometime tonight that I wrote when I was away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A terrific sonnet on beauty.