A.J. Bland-Fears

(Little Rock, AR, USA)

Sweet, Seductive Sleep

When cold, bitter winds blow
Barren trees pregnant with snow
Street lamps offering their muted glow
Traffic meandering at a cautious flow, Such a pleasure to be inside
Where a toasty fire abides
Almost a mortal sin to hide
From the seeking elements A cozy blanket at my feet
Coaxing sleep softly entreats
As waves of Beta and Theta meet

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