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Come to me, my sweet sleep

Poetry By: LeAnne
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i was tired and i just so happen to have my pen and notebook with me, so i wrote a poem.


Submitted:Jun 1, 2008    Reads: 176    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   


Come To Me, My Sweet Sleep

My eyes has dropped

My heart has stopped

I feel weak at the knees

My perfect harmony

Sing to me

I count ten sheep

And play of [deep] sleep

I wish to dream

Of dreams so sweet

Come to me

I hear the songs of night

I see the moon; so bright

I feel myself doze off to bed

I taste the drops of my dream now dead

I smell the flowers now stained red

Ah, come to me my sweet steep

Come to me eternally.





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