Sleepy eyes, sleepy eyes
Where the dreams remain
To be dreamt, let’s dream
The waking hours are cruel
Come to a slumber–
Escaping the starry night
2012
Sleepy eyes, sleepy eyes
Where the dreams remain
To be dreamt, let’s dream
The waking hours are cruel
Come to a slumber–
Escaping the starry night
2012
This is really a nice poem and the waking hour as I see, is mostly cruel.
thanks for dropping by and for commenting. this is so kind of you! 🙂