Sleepless child,
Clenching fingers
in the night.
Saddened child,
Turning frantically
against the pain.
Can you see the field
outside your window?
Its tall grass
is being tickled
by the smile of the moon.
The moon smiles on nights like this
When the sleepy blue flower
tries to stay up late.
Look! Breathe softly...
The sleepy blue flower
is waving all six of its
gold trimmed petals.
It's yawning shyly,
"Are you trying to
stay up late too?"
The moon likes to humor
the sleepy blue flower,
But knows how very sleepy
flowers can get
So late at night.
Look! Breathe softly...
The grass has made
a soft bed.
The sleepy blue flower
is fast asleep.
Dreaming of its friend
in the room above.
Look... Breathe softly...
The moon is smiling.
Peter Falkenberg Brown is passionate about writing, publishing and public speaking. He hopes that someday he can live up to his favorite motto: “Expressing God’s white-hot, transcendent love in all directions, every second of every day, creates an infinitely expanding sphere of heart.”
