RachelandJessica23

Rest up, you sweet child of light, night arrives without a word. The brook will sing you a soft melody, charmer for sleep and weary eyes creep evermore. Please, use my lap to rest your head on. Take this wild bed as the dark takes in, for lay here now with heavy eyes of lead. But, before you go off to worlds unknown, where sleep is good. I ask, you look up into the heavens aglow. Look at those lights above caught in that vast sea of crystal lit dew. Remember that while sleep does gift you dreams, so does this life gift them too. Heroes and monsters, legends and odes are chiseled on the sky. For dreams and hope, dance over our heads all through our days. All you need do is to look up where constellations float on by. For the ancients dance and will gift you many things, so sleep and know dawn will arrive as the stars shine.