Lullaby For a Bad Day


Sun is gone to gentle sleep

No more worries or fears to keep

So now we lay ourselves to bed

Pillows cradling our wearied head

Letting go of stress’s weight

Settling into more relaxed state

Remembering how loved we are

Be the distance near or far

Good things may tomorrow bring

As ends this lullaby I sing

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About The Lost Poet

I write because I find inspiration. It is my hope that through my writing some connections may be felt. Everything I write comes from my experiences with life, and with the people that I love. I try to remember to see myself in everyone, and everyone in myself.
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