Her Chicken Scratch / Poetry

Be my Regret

little one. little one. hush all your dreams, heads in the clouds is no way to be.

little one. little one. don’t let them see, let your ears start to ring and the waiting be.

little one. little one. make my yelling stop, hush all your dreams. it’ll gleam.

little one. little one. here is your key, lock it away tight – so it looks like me.

little one. little one. hold them tight, don’t utter a thought and wait for night.

little one. little one. want the best I do, don’t lie to me. heads in the clouds is no way to be.

little one. little one. cry on my shoulder, I’ll always be here if your dreams are colder.

Written by A. Writes

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