Written in December 2012 upon the loss of Nicholas Raine Epstein.
Sleep deep, sweet soul, within the womb of heaven.
You are a dream we once had.
A hope that we’d been given.
You slipped from darkness to the light of God
So softly, in secret.
A dragon of a north wind chased its tail around the house, but
You are safe.
You yawned, stretched your arms, and rolled over into eternity
Sleep deep, sweet soul, within the womb of heaven.
You are a dream we once had.
A hope that we’d been given.
You slipped from darkness to the light of God
So softly, in secret.
A dragon of a north wind chased its tail around the house, but
You are safe.
You yawned, stretched your arms, and rolled over into eternity