Tanka Poem in three verses . . .
In the dark of night
moonbeams pierce the veil of black
lighting paths for dreams
slowly falling from the stars
finding their way to your heart
Restless spirits still
embraced in slumbers respite
quiet calm comforts
with softly sung lullabies
carried gently in the wind
Angels tiptoe in
to caress your weary brow
soundly may you sleep
they keep vigil through the night
till the morn comes and you rise
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