Now all the children are asleep in bed
And quite peacefulness has filled our home
I close my eyes and look inside my head
And let my tired thoughts begin to roam.
The past is gone the future none can see
And yet I feel I know both fairly well
Something has tied my memories to me
And what I plan tomorrow I could tell.
So if I close my eyes and disappear
Into the places that I'd left behind
Then is it any wonder that I fear
The things that I am scared that I might find.
The children are in bed and are at peace,
The lie awake and wait for thoughts to cease.
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