Rest Poem by Thomas Plotz

Rest



Good night little one, now rest thy head and drift. Drift to the heavens, the world of rest and dreams; the world of peace. Recharge your batteries to start your day a new. Sleep and embrace your dreams to guide you through the night. Then rise in the morning refreshed. Sunlight. Warmth. LIFE.

T. Plotz
March 9,2014

Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
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