Sleepy head sleepy head Rise from your covers Come dance in the dew Dawn's painter has left Sleepy head sleepy head Why do you yawn The rooster's announcing Sol's troth of ascent Sleepy head sleepy head Oh, toss back your covers Diamon'd violets are beckoning Come on out come on out And play by... Sign in to see full entry.
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Little poems; how to lick a rainbow, the sky wept, sun peeking,lanterns. . . by Mamajoy. Can I write a poem a day? Hmmmm.
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