The Child Sleeps

Slumber 

Little dreamer

Clouds clear

stars far light

Sweep

Little dancer

Dust into

weary bones go

Fall 

Little maker

let feet wander

you back home

and open your eyes

when the deeper night

is spent.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A small prayer.

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I Love Poems For Children

As a big kid, I thank you for this prayer. :D


 

 

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Thank you Lady A.

Thank you Lady A.