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Poetry By: Shane P

A poem about sleep

Submitted:Feb 26, 2013    Reads: 5    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


It's a magical thing,

We close our eyes and drift away....

Into a world of crazy dreams,


We dream of talking pets,

And that we have wings and fly,

We dream of unicorns,

And of castles in the sky,


Sleep feels like time travel,

In our cozy beds we lay,

We go to sleep at night time;

And wake up in the day,


Sometimes we can't sleep.....

And stare holes into our ceiling,

Hoping we can drift away,

Into that carefree relaxed feeling,


I get tucked beneath my duvet,

And then start counting sheep,

Lay my head down on my pillow;

And drift right off to sleep.


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