Reflecting on the past.

A soft and sleepy mound of love

Cuddles in my lap,

She's had a very busy day

And now she wants to nap.


She could lie upon the sofa

Or even in a chair

But it seems that she prefers

That place, that I am near.


The sandman nods and she drifts away

To Dreamland, (Don't you know?)

As I sing a song my Mama sang

So many years ago.


JE Falcon

1983 - Rew. 2021

Submitted: June 27, 2021

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