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Between Day and Day

By Bette @BluesBette
Between Day and Day

FLOCK of sheep that leisurely pass by

One after one; the sound of rain, and bees

Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas,

Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky; 

I’ve thought of all by turns, and still I lie         

Sleepless; and soon the small birds’ melodies

Must hear, first utter’d from my orchard trees,

And the first cuckoo’s melancholy cry.

Even thus last night, and two nights more I lay,

And could not win thee, Sleep! by any stealth:         

So do not let me wear to-night away:

Without Thee what is all the morning’s wealth?

Come, blesséd barrier between day and day,

Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health!

To Sleep  William Wordsworth (1770–1850)

Bette xx 

Picture Source: marie claire Maison

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