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daily parcels * tied up in string *

daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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I live in Australia, my ancestry is in Cornwall. a Celt. a hedgewitch of sorts. I am an Earth Healer. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. A gypsy. An eccentric. a mystic. I am a searcher, a seeker, a pilgrim on Earth. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. I love to dream, to walk and to wonder

Plan ahead and dream of all the beautiful things that life has to offer

February 08, 2006

tomorrow is another day

Sleep oh blessed sleep,
the place where I can dream,
of all that I do need
my energy to keep.

Sleep oh blessed sleep,
The place of future hope,
in places far away,
and love for me to keep

Sleep oh blessed sleep
Lull me with your content,
Keep me ever safe my
souls sanity to keep.

Sleep oh blessed sleep,
Let me emerge at morn,
With clearer thought and mind,
with no more need to weep

Susan Alldred Lugton

6 Comments:

Blogger VintagePretty said...

What a lovely poem :-) Worry not about your 1950's post, it wasn't offensive in the slightest (can you tell I'm behind the times when it comes to commenting?!). A relationship in these enlightened days is all about give and take, I think all good things are! And of course, love :-)

ryc: yes, we decided to actually tie the knot not so long ago (after being engaged for over 2 years), and what a lovely decision it was!
But there is so much to plan! Heavens, I don't know where to start!

10:49 pm  
Blogger Sharon K said...

I love your vintage pictures, where do you get them? I also enjoy the old and vintage. Check my new blog out sometime.

2:22 am  
Blogger Mindy said...

Beautiful poem!! Love all your posts Ms Robyn..not to worry!!!
Hope you have a most lovely day!!
Blessings and hugs your way!

6:40 am  
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7:22 am  
Blogger Kristy said...

This lovely poem is so apt.Don't fret so. Remember the bigger picture.If the bigger picture is foggy hold onto the dream.I loved the 1950's post even the no questions asked.It shows a remarkable level of trust.We need more trust in the world both in each other and ourselves.Lastly only a true vintage girl would worry whether she was or not!

7:27 am  
Blogger Amy said...

Definitely can't do without sleep, it's too important!

8:54 am  

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