Sleep's Sweet Slumber

For Bev

Moonlight beams expose sweet dreams
When falcon wings walk where air sings,
Opening doors to men exploring
Feeling golden leaves fall like rain,
Caring to venture outside the box,
Flying through waterfalls' white,
Living to thrive by nature's bliss,
Footsteps swiift leaving no ghot prints,
Seeking see-saw remembrances
Swimming gracefully, riding crests,
Landing gently on the mind's mattress,
Creative companion to sleep's sweet slumber,
The retroactive soul recharger.
                                                                                            (c)  Poetic Pete 2004

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