Dreamer,
Sleep is the cousin of death,
A visit to Neverland.
Fragile eyelids droop
and you're dream-ward bound.

Dreamer,
Look around you
At the world you've created.
Your mind's still sharp
Though your body defeated.

Dreamer,
Send a postcard
From wherever you go.
Though you are not, I am
Afraid and need to know.

Dreamer,
Close your weary eyes
And drift to sleep.
Live's lived, time's up.
At loss of you we weep.