I need a pillow in which to rest my tired mind.
A safe haven to close my heavy eyes
soft enough to catch my gentle thoughts.
I need a cover in which I can be caught.
Large enough to envelope my soul.
Soft enough to caress my waning spirit.
I need a place where I can rest,
to pause and reflect.
A place where I can sleep
and cry tears never wept.
I need a pillow to place my tired head.
Karen Hayward ©2016