Lull-A-Bye

Each night my head on pillows lay

 Lids weary whisper fall

I wonder if in dreams I’ll stay

Wrapped warm in visions thrall

Far from the chill of Winter winds

And thunderous gloom of rain

Beyond the past that held me bound

And out of reach from pain..

All worry flees

As rest has come

I’ve journeyed far

My job here done…

Copyright©Murrsma2016

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