Peace Found In Slumber

I woke up this morning
And found it still storming
In the dreams of the night
I could escape life's bite
But when my slumber is over
Nothing is crimson and clover
I wish I could fall back to sleep
Where pain doesn't dare creep
But I must rise
Much to my own despise
I wish this life I could sever
And sleep forever

by TR Jones

Comments (5)

Endless marvels of life and eternity. Congrats on modern poet of the Day.
The sound of your voice.... thanks for sharing....
a lovely sad poem of far better to have loved and lived than not loved at all? even though that love never died.
Inside me. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thanks for sharing, Robert