Sleepy Thoughts
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Jayne Louise Davies
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Frosty shapes on windows rest,
Robin seeking food outside,
In my warm and cosy bed,
Beneath the covers thoughts in mind,
Soon to surface,
Face the day,
Feel the winter chill so near,
Christmas time is drawing close,
Longing to see your face so clear.
Dozing off to sleep again,
I dream of you,
That you are here,
I miss you so at Christmas time,
If only you could magically appear.
Jayne Louise Davies
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