The night has come
for my soul to rest.
I shall lay my weary head on the bosom of my comforting pillows.
After the day the night comes,
after the toiling
rest follows.
As I breathe in the cool air that only the night possess,
I recite my favourites quote;
"And the night shall come to us
as the salve for our hurting weals
the antidote for our poisoned thoughts
a filter for our mind."
I shall fall asleep,
And by morning,
my energy would have been renewed
by the unknown mechanic that works with sleep.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
