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Broken shafts of amber sunlight sift
softy through the dark blue haze of
the evening twilight.

The edge of  another hectic day is softened
by the entrance of  night's slumbering
purple curtain call.

A moment of peace and tranquility  for
the human mind to quietly unwind.
With anticipation of  drifting in dark velvet
sleep throughout the night, minus the recoils
of yesterday's harsh light.

Deep, deep…sleep, without counting sheep.
No bumps in the night, no silent shadows on the
wall, no ghosts dancing in the hall, just mind
rejuvenating sleep for us all.

Then bright shafts of amber sunlight sift through the
gossamer curtains, on to the bed they fall. Morning
is here, and the aroma of fresh coffee beckons to all!

Jackie R. Kays
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