Queen of Dreams
Do you
know
her name?
The Queen of Dreams,
she’s lovely -
As clear as moonlight
in her silver robe,
As calm as a sip of water.
When the blankets are
cold,
She comes to your room
to sit beside you.
No words float through the night air
But no words
are needed.
You know
she is there to stay with you.
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