At night ere I am about to sleep
having toiled all day
eyes drooping
now want to rest
they send messages of love
HOW CAN one now go to sleep
without responding their LOVE to me
I wonder what attracts them towards me
an aged poet @ later age I be
but I must welcome each
ere I sweep
What else is left
in my life
but to sleep
yeps poet o poet me poet now
LOTUS
some call me
Love to allwho read me
Good night
Nameste
Bonjour
Adieu
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