Robert F. Murray: His Poems

Nightfall

Let me sleep. The day is past,
   And the folded shadows keep
Weary mortals safe and fast.
      Let me sleep.

I am all too tired to weep
   For the sunlight of the Past
Sunk within the drowning deep.

Treasured vanities I cast
   In an unregarded heap.
Time has given rest at last.
      Let me sleep.