Baby's Tired Eyes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Baby's Tired Eyes



Baby's eyes closing slowly, watching
through tired eyes of sleepy times in life.
Soothing words, creating peaceful dreams in
fantasy's of memory.
Sleeping gently into nights of beauty, satin
and lace surrounding the lullabyes of good
night.
Being carried to lands beyond life and its'
existent barriers.

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