Good Night a Poem for a Loved One
But if you wake before the dawn
And feel a presence by your bed,
Fear not, for I have sent my heart
To guard your sleeping in my stead.
Sent also, these my hands to you,
To wrap the ceiling, walls and floor
In steel-strong filamemtal gauze
To seal your window and your door,
Lest witchcraft and malign intent
Should breach the chamber where you sleep.
And also have I sent my eyes
To watch you through the night… and keep
You safe. My heart; My hands; My eyes;
But one thing more, my breath I send,
To blow away unwanted dreams,
So let you gently rest, my friend.
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