Till your
a hundred
and one.

each night
close your
eyes
tight
like a

galleon's
treasure
chest,

and bury
your
dreams

deep
inside
me.

safe
from
pirates
and
wobbly
sorts.

and I
will be
there in
the air
around
you.

dream
calm
serene

like a child
saying the

last words of
the shepherds
prayer

before
she lays
her head
down to
sleep.

and I will
not sleep

and I

will not

falter

till you
awake.

and morning

light comes

to kiss your

dreams awake...