Why can't I have sweet dreams...
I'm cursed it truly seems
so shackled by the weight of thought
in all the doubts this day has brought
sweet wishes out of sight
and thus begins my night
to toss and turn and wrestle through
that's all in darkness I can do
for sleep shall know no rest
although I do my best
warm milk can never put to ease
what comes by way of gentle breeze
the moon that shines its light
is back drop to my fright
from prayers made down on my knees
I beckon to God, if you please
lay hands upon my head
and shield me from this dread
not yet I fear he said...
give time to hope, give time to me
give time to faith and you will see
these dreams are meant to warn
tread lightly in thy morn.
Deo Volente
March 8, 2011
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