Dreams
You entered my dreams. For no reason it seems. Held me tight. Blocked out nasty sights. You comforted me in sleep. Close like this is for keeps. Nuzzled in feeling your heat.
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You entered my dreams. For no reason it seems. Held me tight. Blocked out nasty sights. You comforted me in sleep. Close like this is for keeps. Nuzzled in feeling your heat.
I lie here, in my soft bed, Cold airy breeze, the night outside my window sends Soft flannelette doona, on which I rest my head, Fingers tapping at the screen in my hand The smell of dinner,...
Come closer, darling Don't be afraid, precious Yes, things are falling But it's okay You're here with me now Curled up in my arms.
D elving into the warmth of my bed, U nbelievable softness to cushion my head, V ast amount of cover and sheet, E ven my teddy knows this can't be beat, T ired eyes feel at home after the day, Today...
I held her close, tighter than ever before. She wrapped her arms around me and cuddled me close.
When the light does go away, And dark surrounds me every way, I curl up in my little bed, I lie down, I rest my head. I think of all that day did hold, As the covers keep out the cold.
A hug is all I need now before going to bed. A hug is all I need now before I rest my head. A hug is all I need now to dream again about my purple butterflies.
Fluffy white puppies with cute button noses, Fuzzy warm sockies to cover my toesies. Delicate robins with snow on their wings, These are a few of my favourite things.
Please don't cry my angel. Wipe away your tears. I can't bear to see you hurting. Banish all your fears. Please don't cry my darling. Dry your sad brown eyes. You've not done any wrong.
I lay in bed all curled up tight when an angel came and kissed me goodnight. She told me I need have no fears, that she'd be here to dry my tears.
Hold me tight in your embrace, Don't let go: it's not a race. Take my worries, they're too much, Relieve my shoulders with your touch. Skin to skin, material, Our moulding bodies, ethereal.
Deep in the meadow, under the willow A bed of grass, a soft green pillow Lay down your head, an close your sleepy eyes And when again they open, the sun will rise.
To hear your tone it soothes me, Gives chills right through me. It calms my nerves, My everlasting urge.
Laying here and closing my eyes. My cat jumps up to my supprise. Bare skin traced by her soft fur. Lullaby tones in a soothing purr. Nuzzle against me, show me care. Loving moments like this, so rare.
#youngwritershousehold Into the tree, The oak, the willow. I go to sleep, rest my head, Lie down on the pillow. The soft marshmallow Of happiness and love.
Traveling from day to night. From hot to cold. Through candy floss clouds. Last sunset to behold. Seeing loved ones again. A loving embrace. So much I have missed. My little angels face.
I want ice cream. It would be the best thing now. The sun is out and I need something cold. A glass of nice cold drink I would love to hold. Let that ice cool that drink.
What was it that made you scream in the night Day time troubles emerging, banishing light. Do not worry my darling, no need to fear Cuddle me closer, you know that I'm near.
#household "I'm sacred Granny!" Whispered a young girl called Frankie. "Granny. I don't like the shadows!" Whispered the girl who sews. "Granny Granny.
Just close your eyes for a second my darling it'll be alright. Do not fear my everything, because I will hold you tight. I'll take your hand and show you the way to peace at last.
Nutmeg add a little pinch A tsp of cocoa powder for too much will make you winch.
Everybody join the queue If you would like a hug I've set up my own 'hugging booth' With some chairs and a wool rug So come inside and settle down Then tell me all your woes We'll do some starjumps...
Here are some things that might make you feel better. The song "Always look on the bright side of life" by Monty Python. The movie "3 idiots" It's pretty funny and very well done.
#Household @Clairabethy I'll stare down my coffee mug, And contemplate myself. Then when the mug is empty, It goes back on its shelf. I do so love my hot drinks, Thank Lordy for my mug.