A sweet ritual,
no matter
the day
or what it has brought.
Lights dimmed....
a little talk,
a hug and a kiss, then
"Sweet dreams my love
see you in the morning."
Tender moments before slumber
close and ‘tuck-in' the night;
a little love
a perfect ending
to any day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem