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  157.     

The Child Asleep. (From The French)

Sweet babe! true portrait of thy father's face,
Sleep on the bosom that thy lips have pressed!
Sleep, little one; and closely, gently place
Thy drowsy eyelid on thy mother's breast.

Upon that tender eye, my little friend,
Soft sleep shall come, that cometh not to me!
I watch to see thee, nourish thee, defend;
'Tis sweet to watch for thee, alone for thee!

His arms fall down; sleep sits upon his brow;
His eye is closed; he sleeps, nor dreams of harm.
Wore not his cheek the apple's ruddy glow,
Would you not say he slept on Death's cold arm?

Awake, my boy! I tremble with affright!
Awake, and chase this fatal thought! Unclose
Thine eye but for one moment on the light!
Even at the price of thine, give me repose!

Sweet error! he but slept! -- I breathe again;
Come, gentle dreams, the hour of sleep beguile!
Oh, when shall he, for whom I sigh in vain,
Beside me watch to see thy waking smile?
 
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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  158.     

Sleep

Sleep
For you're tired of your troubles
Sleep
For your body is weary
Sleep
For it spares your eyes from crying
Sleep
In order to forget
Sleep
To keep away from your sorrowful regrets
 
Orange Scribbles

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  159.     

Sleep Took A Walk

I am wide awake, wandering in the morning light,
My weariness has been with me throughout the night.
I feel sadness within my bones, and my heart is cold,
Sleep must have a conscious and be very bold.

I guess sleep went out for a walk tonight,
Along with happiness and the joy of the coming day.
It's not uncommon for them to slip quietly away.
They also need some time, to run and play.

I can survive a night without my precious sleep,
Tomorrow I will be dreaming while counting sheep.
Sometime days like this our bound to happen,
Like a day with no hot rock music, only Rappin.

Sleep went out on the town last night, I stayed home.
I walked around sleepless as my mind did roam.
I played solitaire games, and danced in the night
And finally in I found sleep in the morning light.

Sleep came home with happiness and Joy,
With dreams and hopes and squeaky yellow toy.
So I found my pillow and laid down my head
And I fell with sleep on my big soft bed.

REB (FEB 2012) because sometimes sleep isn't there
 
Rik Bertrand

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  160.     

To My Daughter

Far away, my dear daughter, do you know that your father is just thinking of you?

I remember the day the nurse gave you on my palms. When I took you for a bath you were crying aloud. My dear, I never wanted to make you cry! I wanted you to be clean, clean from all dirt of his world! When I took you to sunshine out of the hospital, I never wanted the light to penetrate to your eyes; I wanted you to be away from the yellow of diseases of the world!

You were with me, when I walk, when I sleep, and even in my dreams. Carrying you I travelled the isolated paths in the island, and I was talking to you, even though I know that you wouldn't understand my language. Up on the lonely path, your father started feeling the presence of somebody, somebody as precious as own life, even though he knew that one day you will fly away!

When I was sleeping you were beside me and in between my sleep my hands crawled to see you are near with me. When you got up with nightmares I took you out to show you the moon. When you hugged me tightly, I kissed you with all my love. Looking at the stars I told you stories about the world and the beyond. Life was for you, and I don't want this life the moment you say adieu!

It is a moonlit night! and I'm trying to sleep! I can smell rain that is showering far away and through the window I can see the dark clouds moving hiding the moon. I'm trying to sleep! But my fingers crawl through the bed to see you are with me, I wake up with breaking pain and spend the whole night with all your memories! Up on the corners of my eyes I feel there appear tears, tears full of your memories! !

Far away, my dear daughter, do you know that your father is just thinking of you?
 
Preeth Nambiar

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