Fear not the night my child
Fear not the gentle breeze that rustles the trees.
No need to look around; no evil will be found.
Embrace the universal love it carries to your door.
You are protected by the angels, child, forever more.
Look for the shining stars, for they light up the sky.
The moon holds our secrets, up in the sky so very high.
Close your eyes; the storm will pass sooner than you think.
Try to think only good as to restful sleep you sink.
Nothing out there will harm you. Fear nothing this night.
Tomorrow’s sun will soon rise; the night will be out of sight.
Soon birds will sing goodbye to the moon and stars up high.
So sleep now, my little one; you’re protected from up high.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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My special Love So I walked into the works canteen, you were sat alone with a brew and toast. I was so excited to see you. You smiled, and my heart beat faster as I said hello. I can’t explain how happy that moment was; I had worked with you a few times in the past. We chatted happily. Time went so fast. You went your way and I went mine. When the shift ended and we were all checked in, I went upstairs to the works club. I ordered a Coke, sat down, and there you were, heading over to sit with me. We laughed; I loved being in your company. I think we were both shy. Alas, the club shut; it was again time to go our separate ways. I felt sad. Your eyes were so dark and sexy; I imagined kissing those lips. Maybe in another world you could have loved me and I you. I hoped and prayed you would be in work tomorrow, and you were. Our friendship grew, and you were locked in my heart forever. I just wish I had been locked in yours a little longer than the time we shared. But they say, don’t they, it’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Someone else snapped you up and took you away, but she could not untie those heart roots or erase you from my memory. I think of you often and relive those special moments we had together. I will take my deep-rooted memory of you one day to my grave, and when God asks what my special memories I have I shall tell Him all about you, my special 381 x 2.
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This was so wonderful! Loved it so much!
So sweet and peaceful!