Wednesday, April 29, 2015

sleep





Resting place  for a tired heart
soothing balm for a sprained mind
Not only I love you
I respect you too

child or an  adult
man or any woman
king or the poorest man
you treat them same

Taking me daily  onto your lap
nurses  slowly into another world
treating with fine dreams
how well you love me back

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