Dont forget to rest
Your sweet acorn eyes
Like brown pearls
That glisten and shine.
Lay that soft cheek
On that cold soft pillow
Think of me perhaps
By the weeping willow.
Lay down beside me
In warm remembrance
Of days that passed
From here to December.
I will lay my head
On your soft tummy
As you breathe, I feel you
Isn’t love funny?
