Sunlight yawns and sighing, dons a cloudy negligée,
Tired trees tucked by the breeze fold leafy limbs to pray;
Sky surveys through rainbow haze as God turns out the light,
Day descends, and as she bends, she kisses me goodnight.
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Tucked into the Root of Jesse
Tucked into the Root of Jesse,
Anchored there by wooden grain;
Feeding on the bark of crosses,
Nourished by the Saviour’s vein.
Tucked In
The garden takes a hard-earned rest
beneath its Mother’s snowy breast;
beneath a quilt of fallen snow,
the roots snore on, tucked in below.
Go to Sleep, My Son
Go to sleep, my son,
the cold has come to stay;
dream your dreams of springtime sun
while winter has its sway.
Drift to lands of warmth and grace
while tucked in cosy bed;
my roots will hold your heart in place,
so rest your weary head.
Mummified
Mummified in icy tomb,
Petrified in snowy case;
Sleeping deep in winter’s womb,
Snuggled down ‘neath quilted lace.
Drowser, nap the cold away,
Tucked and bundled in your bed;
Dream of Spring’s approaching day
As fairer visions fill your head.
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The irony, the irony! The common name of this plant? “Snow in Summer”…
Night-Light Rays
On blue damask, a quilted sky,
The lamp-lit Moon turns autumn eye
To cooling earth; with knowing gaze,
She tucks me in, with night-light rays.
Tucked In
Good night, sleep tight,
I’ll tuck you in by evening light;
The stars will sing your lullabies,
The moon will kiss your tired eyes.
Good night, sleep tight,
I’ll see you when the morning’s bright…
