AS I LIE DOWN AND GO...

Tiding of the poems the poemas,
the seeking of being,
a better place to rwst,
with love, peace, and happiness.
To be a better queen or king,
so what did I bring a ling?
As growing up with others,
whether sisters or brothers,
 a place to lodge in,
yet where to tolerate the world in ?
a better place to thrive,
great to be alive,
where they strive to thrive to be alive.

Yet as I lie down and rest,
will it be forever and a day?
Or on the earth shall I dwell and stay,
say goodbye to yesterday?