Sleep Poem by Eric Ratcliffe

Sleep



The night has grown with the stars
and, lke the willow children
of the Catuvellauni
who rested their faces
in the moss and the silver bushes,
I too sleep, like a child of snow.

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Eric Ratcliffe

Eric Ratcliffe

Teddington, England
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