A RE-CREATION
As I lie down on my bed,
With a book in my hands
There I simply lose myself
To the cupid world of sleep.
My eyes droop down sluggishly
Yet, sleep swiftly arrives in search of me.
There are unmaginable dreams,
That await me ,when
I just close my eyes.
Oh, I wish some were true.
But once I wake.....
Oh! no.. they vanished.
Alas! I don't remember
What I felt!
But is there actually
Something better,
than a heavy nap,
on the wet grass,
or the cozy bed,
or on the cool floor!
Indeed sleep is a re-creation,
It is rest,it is peace.
Once you come back,
You are zealous and lovely!
With a book in my hands
There I simply lose myself
To the cupid world of sleep.
My eyes droop down sluggishly
Yet, sleep swiftly arrives in search of me.
There are unmaginable dreams,
That await me ,when
I just close my eyes.
Oh, I wish some were true.
But once I wake.....
Oh! no.. they vanished.
Alas! I don't remember
What I felt!
But is there actually
Something better,
than a heavy nap,
on the wet grass,
or the cozy bed,
or on the cool floor!
Indeed sleep is a re-creation,
It is rest,it is peace.
Once you come back,
You are zealous and lovely!
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