Sleep, my dear, come back now.
The nights have become long.
My eyes burn and I miss you much
Trust me, nothing’s so wrong.
Don’t run when it gets tricky
Are you a fair-weather friend?
We can’t stop, can’t turn back
Who knows what’s around the bend?
Laugh if the joke’s on us
We’ll cry when we are alone
Some of the slippery paths
We must tread on our own.
Life’s a game of cards
And you are on my team
Let’s see what hand we have
Am betting a hope and a dream.
Squirrels in my garden,
Sparrows on my roof,
Cat dozing on my steps,
A wag of the tail, a woof!
Peeping through the window
A crow that wants a bite,
Tabby on a leisurely stroll,
Dogs who love a fight.
Lovely, majestic pigeons
Soft and timid and slow,
Fly up, flutter the wings
And put up quite a show.
Trying to cross busy roads
Cows with liquid eyes,
Goats so gentle and ‘stupid’
Looking on with patient sighs.
From the myna, magpie-robins
To the horses’ haggard existence,
The city would be a jungle
But for their graceful presence.
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