Do Not Be Afraid

a childlike love 
alone in the dark

looking for shadows
that tend to spark

tender fears 
that keep you tied

to stories past
that never died

hold my hand
when sleep won't come

tell me stories
to the beat of the drum

that is your heart
where my head lies

as dreams then come
and my spirit flies

so take my hand
again let's talk

here in this dream
where we both walk...

- ©Simone McLeod, May 24, 2014

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