These two were gifts from a friend!
From "Dog Songs" by Mary Oliver.
EVERY DOG'S STORY
I have a bed, my very own.
It's just my size.
And sometimes I like to sleep alone
with dreams inside my eyes.
But sometimes dreams are dark and wild and creepy
and I wake and am afraid, though I don't know why.
But I'm no longer sleepy
and too slowly the hours go by.
So I climb on the bed where the light of the moon
is shining in you face
and I know it will be morning soon.
Everybody needs a safe place.
~ Mary Oliver, 1935 -
I have a bed, my very own.
It's just my size.
And sometimes I like to sleep alone
with dreams inside my eyes.
But sometimes dreams are dark and wild and creepy
and I wake and am afraid, though I don't know why.
But I'm no longer sleepy
and too slowly the hours go by.
So I climb on the bed where the light of the moon
is shining in you face
and I know it will be morning soon.
Everybody needs a safe place.
~ Mary Oliver, 1935 -
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