My eyelids grow heavy alongside the clouds
Sleep awaiting me as it falls dreamside
The gentle window-tapping drowning out the world
That is oblivious to the way days ask us to rest
Photo by Danielle Dolson on Unsplash
Dreary Rest
My eyelids grow heavy alongside the clouds
Sleep awaiting me as it falls dreamside
The gentle window-tapping drowning out the world
That is oblivious to the way days ask us to rest
Photo by Danielle Dolson on Unsplash
Inspire Innovate Improve.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Blossom. Re-blossom. Keep doing it.
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
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