Cool up here…
Cool enough to ask for an
extra blanket,
But I won’t ask.
Don’t want to bother those
Already settled,
Already sleeping.
Far too excited
Too restless to sleep up here
in the clouds
Where angels tread.
Waiting, hoping that one will
float by,
One… or a multitude
Heralding gospel,
Rescuing downtrodden,
Offering comfort in times of
need,
Whispering softly into my ear
Until at last
Blissful sleep finds my
pillow
And I am transported
To a throne on high.
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