Pleasant dreams to those who can sleep, Sprightly thoughts for those who can't.
May the Universe guides us all
When the morrow comes,
To accomplish each our task
And fulfill our noble duties,
To be kinder, gentler to every Soul
we meet along our path,
Maybe heal a wound, hold a hand,
To simply be there
when someone's world
And dreams and hopes
Come tumbling down
Because often, being present,
Is all that really matters.
Just be there for someone,
If and when you can.
~Estelle~
04302022
