may an orchestra of moonbeams serenade you to sleep
and twenty seven angels guard your bed.
may you find contentment in the ashes of your day
and strength to let go of words once said.
may pleasant dreams visit you in your silent slumber
and the colours of love set you free.
may you wake in the morning with hope inside your heart
and all the gifts of heaven made for thee.
© phillip mellor 2015
Sweet sailing high-tide sky,
Swimming eyes see the heart tremble.
A morning murmuration of starlings
Swirl an embrace of coffee clouds.
She awakens, half a world away
To angel song, singing her soul.
I will never know this wonder,
To see her eyes open, and her shine
Fall through the years of pain
Finally over; finally turning
Tears into smiles, but that’s alright
So long as this is true,
All my dreams are too.
© Phillip Mellor 2015