Held apart
Sleep well
the little children
Their comfort
deemed important
For now rest
in comfort
That the
world is a safe place
Sleep well
the little children
Dream deep
those worlds
Those
infinite possibilities
Of a life
fresh and new
Sleep well
the little children
Still for
now, sheltered
Held apart
from hate
And pain, and
deprivation
Sleep well
the little children
Comfort of a
warm bed
From your
sleep awake
To a world renewed
Chris
McQueeney 11/11/12 12:39 A.M.
2 comments:
ah i wish all children had such reassurance you know...a warm bed and home in which to dream...
And you have learned the depth of commitment maintaining those safe places requires. And also how mature experience differs from childhood experience, and why the transition is often so rough for us all.
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