Monday, May 11, 2015

A Little Girl Who Slept In Her Bed

On that night, it was only Ten O Clock PM time, she was
truly snuggled and cuddled in her peaceful loving classy
and modern bed of hers, her eyes were shut and closed
both ways, she breathe so gently and soft, her sleepy
hands were on the side of her, her peaceful face were
very relaxed and calm, her heart was settled in her
awesome chest, her sleepy young lips, how bright it
could be, its like going to magical place with whispered
air and wind it blows and flows, when a little girl who
slept in her bed landed in the world of yellowed daisies
and daffodils together, she looks like a angel, sleeping
kindly and smooth, the trees were moving slowly and
steady, all the ducks were quacking like a single
soundly sound, even the lakes ocean rivers beaches are
crashing and crackles either way, only one little girl, she
slept and slept decently and warmth

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-11-15    

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