2.28.2008

Goodnight Poem

The man on the moon waves goodnight,
dark sky surrenders the day,
silver bright stars open their eyes,
listen to what they say!

Rest your tired body now,
your day of play is done,
time to count those little sheep,
start off with number one.

Take the bus to sleepy town,
you suddenly hit a bump.
Then find yourself awake again,
you feel your body jump.

Back to sleep you finally go,
you dream you're having fun,
little bright light shines on in,
you awaken by the sun.


I CAN'T SLEEP.