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Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Crawling Back Under The Blanket - a poetry

Crawling Back Under The Blanket

I'll crawl back under the blanket for never being found
The bedspring squeaks, what wonderful sound
I lost too much energy during the day
I like your tender words: Feel well and stay!

I can hear my conscience nagging at me
Head sunken in the pillow, the only way to be
Going to my last dream I recently was in
Inside the golden gates to clouds I have been

Stop fluttering around, I need time for sleeping
So I leave the scenery and start creeping
My reflection on the wooden floor is what I see for real
And crawl back under the blanket, that's the best deal

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