till, silentlywithout one peep, the angels come, their watch to keep.They'll hold you safe while dreaming deep. The pillow cool beneath your head,all star lit is your feather bed which glides the moonbeams like a sled,above towns which glitter blue and red.
-Dixie Dawn Miller Goode
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