Nightly Death

It now is time

to die again.

It now is time

to live my life in dream land.

Weary lay down thy book and pen,

It now is time

to sleep again.

Dow I lay my tired head.

To die again my nightly death.

Then live again

In sun’s bright light,

Until moon brings death

each weary night.

Written by Dagger Damsel on 6/28/05.