The rest poem of the night

now I lay down to rest open the skys of stary vas, a shooting star that passess by, I wish, I wish O"I , may fill a dream, for one and all, to make are home a happy place, to sing the songs of joy, to count are blassing as the come, filled with love for ever one. amen.

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This wicked home
With its confused
Opening and closing doors-
So inconsistent!
I saw a star in the sky
Move like a leaf on a river
And I wished for no more doors.