Before I sleep...
Before I rest my head to sleep,
I think of you and feel complete.
For you the day has just begun,
underneath the morning Sun.
As you eat your buttered toast,
it is to you my heart feels close.
The birds sing for you their happy song,
amidst the busy city throng.
And in my dreams you will be there,
the one of whom I really care.
(c) 1 February 1999 1:14, Fnagaton