To sleep: A Somonka

I’m happy. And calm.
I know what is good for me
And good for my soul.
I am surrounded by love,
because I am love. Always.

April repeated
That mantra every night.
It didn’t matter
What events had taken place
She repeated it to sleep.

© Carl Burkitt 2017

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month.

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