your lullaby

tonight, before you go sleep,

recall your favorite lullaby

you might have ever heard, or sung,

or heard about in days gone by

 

for sleep is meant to come in love;

to drift off in security

protected by a gentleness

we can know with a surety

 

it’s what we are made for and of:

for love is music;

music, love

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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