Short Poem of the Night

Bedtime for weary souls I think. Been a hard day.
Enjoy and goodnight...

Too tired to sleep

and the fire burns.

In days to pass

much will happen, still

I wonder -

will it be worth the while?

My eyes see roads expand

and burn.

Too tired to compute.

this is heaven -

a comfy bed and a cover

for my weariness.

Short Goodnight Poem VII

It's okay to be small-

you'll grow up in a while.

It's all right to be scared,

but you don't have to worry.

I will be here, when shadows close.

I will be here, even if you don't see me.

I will be here, so you can sleep tight.

Nothing will hurt you tonight.

Short Goodnight Poem VI

Simmer down little one,

the heat is fleeting.

Take your bow,

like the sun,

as it shimmers

into night.

Let the puffs

of angels breaths

cool your sweaty brow.

Simmer down and go to sleep,

like the crimson heavens.