"Sleep"

Feathers splayed across her cheeks

Tiny breaths as she sleeps

Whimpers from the dreams beneath

Strands astray from a long bronze wreath

Lavender lids closed and secure

Breathing and dreaming of that clean and pure

Skin of glass covered in silk

Tiny hands laying still

Darling eyes a shutter enclosed

Behind curtains hiding shadows

Allowing nothing dark to creep

A heavenly sight as my baby sleeps.

-SQ 2013