In all my summers and all my morning nights
I lay awake listening to scurrying feet
Whispered conspiracies rendezvous in these nights
Leaving terrible awakenings
I clutch on to my blanket, I will never throw if off
For there lay monsters under my bed
For there lay monsters stuck in my head
Rumbling up a revolution in my soul
Compelling me to wake up
But I will lay , fighting battles in my sleep
For walking awake is to confirm
But lying asleep is only a dream.
-Dawn Wesson
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They Say It's Love #Wattys2017
PoetryA Collection of Poems. Tried to be themed around love. It's like a journey. From the first fall till the last. Come, come love. We never really get what it is. But they say it's love. Dawn Wesson 2015
