Listen

Listen, hush my child
Dont make a sound.
The room is calm and mild
And the snow hits the ground.
Beyond this, is a world
Where you can see
Warm sun, waves curl
And the town by the sea.
I'll take you some day,
When the clouds whisk away
And stars shoot across the bay.
My heart, 'I'll take you' I say
And I'll even turn out your light.
Yes my child, I'll take you there.
But for now goodnight.
And I'll disappear, without a blink or a stare.

poem by Matthew Peel
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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