Poem: Sweet Dreams

Drift softly now on silver streams,
The night is full of whispered dreams.
A quiet moon hums lullabies,
And sprinkles stardust from the skies.

The world grows still, the hours slow,
As velvet winds begin to blow.
They wrap you in a calm embrace,
And guide you to a resting place.

So close your eyes, let worries fade—
In twilight’s glow, be unafraid.
For morning comes with golden beams…
But now, sleep deep in sweetest dreams.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie