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SUNDAY PRAYER, cxxviii
time & time again, goodnight,
may flights of angels carry you
to sleep and dreams galore,
may countless sheep of the softest cloth
shephard you across, and when you wake
may you wake to the best day ever
a day in which the dreams you dreamed
come true and stay forever, i am i am
time & time again
at ten, my fingers gild the frets
of my guitar. like me she lives for this.
the gift that never gives,
but all it takes. all wound up,
she waits for me at my place.
a little sharp, and a little flat,
but she knows i don't care
about any of that
but you're a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - philadelphia, pennsylvania, u.s.a.