Sleep My Beauty, Sleep Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

Sleep My Beauty, Sleep



Sleep my beauty, sleep.
May your dreams be of pastures green
and poppies red.
May your silent slumbers be touched by angels,
as they hover over your bed.

May you hear the sweet sound of music
from the heavenly skies.
The golden harp is playing your song
along with the sorrowful cries.

The mountains look over you
and in their bosom you lie.
The sea is to your east,
so blue as the sky.

Sleep my beauty, sleep.
May your dreams be full of love.
As you join your soul tribe,
in the heavens above.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .

Friday, September 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death,sleep
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is dedicated to my aunt Vera who lived in Lofoten in Norway. She lived there for sixty years.
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