No More Stared, This Day Of Day. Poem by Michael Gale

Body and soul now at rest...
At time from birth-attracted to noureshment's breast.

Sleep now soul in tranquiled peace...
No mere worries of earthly lease.

Free now more to wander with God...
No longer stuck but freed fro' sod.

Back to the earth...
Since time of birth.

Look, look on good child of ease...
No more time to blindly please.

Heaven does embrace to thee this day...
Pillowed to bed's eventual stay.

No more stared, this day of day.