Clear, bubble free, bath water <br />washed over her <br />as she lay, <br /> <br />submerged, in the <br />warm and soothing <br />depths of dreams <br /> <br />sailing little ships <br />of childhood memories <br />in an ocean of sleep<br /><br />Ruth Walters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sleeping-30/
