Moon child, Star child, child of the Universe
Rest your weary eyes
your tired feet
Your dreary soul
Lay down softly listen deep
To my Sun child, Flower child, child of the Earth
She'll sooth your eyes
Your feet
Your soul
It's getting dark
It's getting late
The wind picks up
Your bed awaits
Please come on come on come on come on
Come on back to me
Sun child, Flower child, child of the Earth
Rest your weary eyes
your tired feet
Your dreary soul
Lay down softly listen deep
To my Wave child, Sand child, child of the Sea
He'll sooth your eyes
Your feet
Your soul
It's getting dark
It's getting late
The wind picks up
Your bed awaits
Please come on come on come on
Come on back to me
Wave child, Sand child, child of the Sea
Rest your weary eyes
your tired feet
Your dreary soul
Lay down softly listen deep
To my Moon child, Star child, child of the Universe
They'll sooth your eyes
Your feet
Your soul
It's getting dark
It's getting late
The wind picks up
Your bed awaits
Please come on come on come on
Come on back to me
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Rise: A Poetry Collection
Poetry𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓾𝓹 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓹 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓪𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮 Unlike Paul, I actually have...
