blog de maraki

..Sleep is a reconciling
a rest that peace begets; Doth not the sun rise smiling
When fair at even he sets?
Rest I tld myself, rest, sad eyes,
melt not in weeping
while thr lies sleeping Softly, now sftly dreams will come frm faraway snoy mountains
weep no more sad fountains
view not your weeping, while my sad eyes softly are sleepin
look! héctor enter your scene, follwed by baby Jules..
Heaven's sun gently comes back, & i keep my sad eyes shut, afraid to loose my vision..

Written 00.3pm for my two grand sons....