Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Lullaby


Someday, when you’re a dragonfly standing on air,

And your transparent blue wings are all that you wear,

I’ll be a gravestone with a waterfall near;

Now sleep on, child, sleep without fear,

Sleep, my love, my sweet,

My dear.



2 comments:

Jan said...

William, such a lovely dreamscape to see and to hear 💮

William Michaelian said...

Ah, thank you, Jan. That’s wonderful of you to say.