Frequentative on the slight notion of
intermittent light sleep - attesting to
the year circa 1386; probably from
Old English sluma meaning golden
slumber... will fill your eyes.
A natural and periodic state of rest
During which consciousness of the
world is in a state of suspended
animation - calm as a child without
any cares or fears.
It's often followed by away, out, or
through; and he/she that doth not
take the occasional warm glass of
milk, may not slumber - better to
have a good night's sleep.
Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of
slumber - rest your soul and
awake with glowing vitality;
talented and favored; go on,
make all the insomniacs jealous!
'2008' RLS
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Reviewed on January 28, 2009
I love your mind!
I though...make no insomniacs jealous!
Persons sleeping wonderfully make me jealous
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
I though...make no insomniacs jealous!
Persons sleeping wonderfully make me jealous
Regis
Very well penned POET!!
Love Tinka
Sandy
Excellent write with a humourous twist. But now I want to go to sleep! Wish I'd read this last night.
Mary
Be always safe,
Karen
Sandie Angel :o)