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“Goodnight”

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Jill Tait
“Goodnight”

My mind is too muddled,  my consciousness confused
I no longer search for entertainment nor do I need to be amused
My body is telling me it is time for my bed so I shall lay on a soft pillow with my weary head
I bid one and all a peaceful goodnight as I pray I may slumber til’ morning is light ?❤️

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Total votes: 2
Tags: 
Appreciation Awareness Confession Friends Tired
Poetry Genre: 
Epic Narrative Romance Speculative Verse
Topic: 
Reality
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Tony Taylor

Hi JILL!!....thanx so much for these most comforting words ~ "Good Night"...... clever & warm!!.......a pleasure dear poet sister!!........<LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo.  : )

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Jill Tait

Goodnight & God bless ❤️?❤️

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