Twixt Bed and Dreams

Midnight chimes bring day to end
and night becomes a silent friend.
A welcome partner, warm embrace;
the peace of sleep on every face
but mine, until I too retire,
the energies of day expire
and darkness crowds out every thought.
Bed's clothes protect me, my own fort
with dreams above, and bed below,
and twixt my head, and my pillow.

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