Oh, Poetry

Oh, Poetry, sing me to sleep
for the silence holds secrets
that I wish it would keep.
Oh, Poetry, how can I fare
with the world all dreaming
while I lay here scared?
Oh, Poetry, let’s just pretend
that my heart is still beating
and that it’s not the end.
Oh, Poetry, a lullaby sweet
with the words lost in rhythm
found in rhymes as they meet.
Oh, Poetry, promise me this
when at last I shall pass
into sleep I’ll find bliss.
Oh, Poetry, please move the weight
of my heart to my eyes
before it is too late.
Oh, Poetry, sing me to sleep
and in a beautiful dream
with the willows I’ll weep.

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