Sleep
Come lay your head upon my shoulder, Let me take your hand in mine, Close those weary eyes in slumber, Drift into a sleep sublime. Let the days unruly nature, Fall from your troubled mind, Rest awhile regain composure, Leave your worries far behind. Mother Nature's healing powers Bring this man your love and peace Golden silence fill his hours, May he wake refreshed, at ease.
© Sue J Ashdown Jan 2005
Artist Unknown
Mixed bag
...also described as a potpourri of words
