A mother serves her sugar with A bit of peppermint To clarify the passages That carry what she meant When she first set to bear a soul Quite separate from her own, Whom she would cherish, yet must teach To live and die alone.
Hello! My name is Night. I came here to kidnap your stress; Kill your strain. My weapon is deep sleep and my path is Sweet Dream. So please kindly co-operate and handover yourself! Good Night:-) Sweet Dreams!;-)
If i was there tonight: i would cover you in a blanket of love, and hold you in my arms all night. I would protect you against the monsters under your bed and show you how much i care about you. kisses and hugs, sweet dreams Good Night