This little loving little poem was laid in the center of our bed at “The Gatlinburg Inn” against the pillows….It’s entitled “Sleep Sweetly”:
Sleep sweetly, in this quiet room
O’ thou whoe’er thou art;
And let no mournful yesterday
Disturb thy peaceful heart.
Nor let tomorrow scare thy rest
With thoughts of coming ill,
Thy maker is thy changeless friend,
His love surrounds the still
Forget thyself and all the world —
Put out each feverish light;
Thy Lord is watch overhead;
Sleep sweetly, then – Good Night.