Source: We Heart It
Once Upon A Time …
Growing up the bedtime ritual was
much the same as I think happened
in most families…
A relaxing bath, warm snuggles and
comfortable pajamas … or in my
case … always a comfy frilly gown
lovingly made by
my mom’s own hands
Tucking in and the favorite time
Reading a book to me … sometime
a book of my choice … sometime
a book chosen by Mom
Regardless of the book I was
lovingly lulled to sleep by the
sound of her voice and the
words of classic stories
with a final kiss goodnight
I don’t remember when the
reading part of the ritual
disappeared … but there are
times now … even as an
adult … I would love to her
her voice reading to me
lulling me into dreamland…
into peace…
into rest…
into dreams…
and the deliciousness of
sleep…
Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
ANNIE'S MUSE 
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