Wednesday, February 17, 2010

closing eyes

go to sleep, like a child dreaming of unending
joys and fantasies. snuggle your head deep into the pillow,
ebb into innocent bliss.
morning, lights and faint ice, left-over
dreams place smiles in hope, enticing opportunity.
change the face, buckle down after the birds, move the mind from
old to current. what is now, what is pressing, get it done. game face.
more lights, end of day - oh the light dreams of childhood
just beyond our reach! eight PM, dessert and drinks,
then sigh back into the sheets and be remembered of safety.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

JUST BEYOND OUR REACH!