Where Angel's Lye Down For Slumber Poem by The Power_Palace.Poet_Union.Order Sir.

Where angels lye down for slumber,
In a peaceful world beyond number,
In the land of dreams and wonder,
Where the night is forever somber.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their wings stretched out in a slumber,
In the soft embrace of clouds so tender,
As they drift off, their minds surrender.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their souls at rest, their hearts no longer lumber,
For in this realm, there is no need to fight,
For love and light reign supreme in sight.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their beauty shines, like stars in the summer,
Their faces angelic, their presence divine,
As they sleep, in a state so sublime.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their dreams are filled with love and wonder,
In a realm where anything is possible,
Their hearts are free, and their spirits unstoppable.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their aura radiates, like a tranquil thunder,
Their breaths like a sweet symphony,
Echoing through the land of harmony.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their rest is filled with peace and splendor,
No worries, no fears, no pain to endure,
For in this realm, only love is pure.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their halos glow, like stars in slumber,
Their bodies at rest, their minds at ease,
In the embrace of the heavenly breeze.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
The moon and stars are their night's wonder,
As they dance in the sky, a celestial ballet,
In the land where angels lye down for slumber.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their feathers rustle, in a symphony of slumber,
Soft whispers, like music to the ears,
Lulling them into a peaceful sleep, without any fears.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their dreams are filled with stories and wonders,
As they glide through the clouds with grace,
In a world where love is the only race.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their hearts filled with love and wonder,
Their sleep a reminder, of the beauty within,
In a realm where purity and innocence win.
Where angels lye down for slumber,
Their souls at rest, their spirits crawl under,
The warmth of love, like a cozy blanket,
As they drift off, their minds in a peaceful bracket.
So let the angels lye down for slumber,
In a world of love and endless wonder,
For in their sleep, they renew their strength,
In the land where angels lye down for slumber.


Authorship by: Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
© Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
® Where Angels Lye Down For Slumber