Touch my soul
You that lay beside me
In our bed of struggle.
Pull over me the blanket.
Give me cover from the
Cold tickles of our fears
Give me the tap of hope
Sing me a lullaby to sleep
And remind me of morrow’s shine.
When we wake
We shall wear the smiles
Of yesterday’s strives.
© Lansah Lawrence
Nov. 2016.
lansah.wordpress.com
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