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 Aug 2014 Gladys P
Marian
Just close your eyes and dream
You'll be safe and warm tonight
And I promise I'll be there for you
Rock you in my arms when the sun shines bright

Hush, my little one
Please don't you cry
I'll be there for you
And sing you another lullaby

Hush, my little one
Wipe those tears from your eyes
Mommy's here for you
So you can quiet those little cries

The moon is shining tonight
He'll watch you when I am asleep
We'll all be dreaming, little one
So close your eyes and do not peep

I'll stay here with you
Until you finally dream
Then I'll tiptoe out of the room
While the moon silently gleams

So shut those pretty eyes
Go to sleep and rest
Fall asleep to the song of chimes
Tinkling in the west
Until morning comes
And wakes you with sunshine's caress

*~Marian~
Just A Random Lullaby/Poem!!! :) ~~~~~<3
I Hope You All Enjoy It!!! ~~~~<3
delicate dew drops
clung to the blades of grass
in the school's playground
eve's elongated shadows
darkened the atmosphere
for the company of hikers
trekking Milton Ridge
the mind often traces back
to events of the past
the recall of these memories
endure and last

the day Johnny started school
in nineteen sixty three
the night the possum
jumped out of the old gum tree

the memories flood back
they are relived for a while
the ones that made you cry
so too the ones that made you smile

they are stored in the mind
for our recollection
pictures in our photograph galleries
our own personal collections

this is nostalgia
reflecting on events of past days
bought to mind every so often
when our thoughts are in recall phase
I whispered to the wind
To carry my message
Willingly being my bearer
Wishing every living being
And to the Sun and Moon
Giving my message of gratitude
 Aug 2014 Gladys P
Joe Cole
Just sitting in my garden
The humidity of the day washed away by a gentle breeze
Over to my right the stand of oaks
Silhouetted against the darkening evening sky
Very little noise, just the muted sounds of televisions and music
Just occasionally I run my fingers through
Lemon balm, mint and thyme
Freeing their beautiful fragrance into the night air
A few feet away my chiminea glows
The dancing flames and wood smoke almost hypnotic
I could be sat glued to the tv but then I would miss all this
Miss what?
The peace, the quiet, the tranquillity
My garden, my oasis of calm...
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