When the day fades soft and low,
And the stars begin to glow,
Close your eyes and drift away,
To where gentle night will stay.
Whispers float on silver streams,
Carrying you to sweetest dreams,
Where laughter dances on the air,
And love surrounds you everywhere.
Rest your heart, let worries cease,
Wrapped in calm and tender peace,
Till the morning light it seems,
Wakes you up with sweet, sweet dreams.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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