Awaken
Lay beneath the cool palm trees
Serenaded by the birds and bees
Drift in and out
Of sleep
Counting sheep
One by one
Feel the breeze
Gentle and mild
See things anew
With the eyes of child
That views the world
In a rose-coloured light
Where make-believe comes alive each night
Retell the stories of adventurous tails
Of swash-buckling pirates
And giant whales
Of fairies and magic
And all things fun
Find the inner child
That slumbers deep … within everyone
Gorgeous ✨️ i do find the last 2 lines sad though. The inner child need not slumber. Its energy is the life of all creation. Why should it be sleeping? 😭