Dream Weaver
I will shut my eyes
to the darkness
pull the bedcovers
to my chin
I will whistle invites
to the dreamweaver
press my cheek
to my downy pillow
I will snore, as they say
to ruffle night's silence
prop my fluffy teddy
to my shoulder
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poem by Frederick Kesner
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