Title: Sleeping Like A Baby
by Craig from Cornwall | in writing, poetry, dark
You tuck me in
with a blanket of stars
kissing the moon
and all of its crevasses
a good night.
The lights fade to a fireflies glow,
sensing nightmares
I clutch at the halo
and its cherub ponytail
losing girp and falling,
falling
falling
falling
falling,
tumbling;
Mum
I fell out of bed again.
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