Poetry By Michael
Group ID: lestat786

Sleep

dont wake me up,
i'm dreaming,
of clear blue skyies,
crystal streams,
hidden it the valley of the green mist,

here i lay,
in the castle of old,
hidden from the modern eletronic world,
i sleep,
dust all around covering me,
my cover of shelter,
where birds come to me with their sad songs,
and ravens with bread to feed me,
where the wolf howls the nigh,
singing its night tune,

deep is my slumber,
covered by the night,
from the sun,
that shines so bright,
what a sight,
to behold the glorious night,
where tigers and wolfs fight,
to see who is right,
mindless creatures,
end up in a bloody sight.

Copyright©2004 Michael