Monday 10 April 2017

They'll keep.

Your face so peaceful, now asleep.
The beauty of your peace.
Not quite the same an hour ago,
When your frustration chose release.
The stamping and the muttering.
The occasional shout out loud.
Your tiredness, you're overwhelm,
Hangs above you like a cloud.
Let's end today, let's hug it out.
Let's settle down to sleep.  
All those things you wanted to do today?
We have tomorrow.  They'll keep.

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