Its frightening

Its frightening,
the power of our connection,
Its frightening,
worse still, our disconnection
Its frightening
The power of our affection.
its frightening
The power of our dissension
Its frightneing,
When I begin to mention
how frightening
it might be to end this tension.

poem by Susan Alldred Lugton
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Sleep oh Blessed Sleep

Sleep oh blessed sleep,
the place where I can dream,
of all that I do need
my energy to keep.

Sleep oh blessed sleep,
The place of future hope,
in places far away,
and love for me to keep

Sleep oh blessed sleep
Lull me with your content,
Keep me ever safe my
souls sanity to keep.

Sleep oh blessed sleep,
Let me emerge at morn,
With clearer thought and mind,
with no more need to weep

poem by Susan Alldred Lugton
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