Good Night Poem

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It’s time for bed
and dreams so sweet,
rest, sleepy head,
the night, to meet.

Visions of laughter
and loud, candied toys,
days of bright splendor
and tumbling boys,

little girls singing
on playgrounds of clouds,
church bells ringing
and parents so proud,

butterflies ridng
on dragonfly mounts,
lullabies lighting
slow dreamtime counts,

eyes drooping gently,
slumber soon to claim,
fingers clasped intently,
visage clear of blame.

Innocence seen
in a child’s sleeping face,
life’s febrile dream
floating gently, through space.

REVISED:

It’s time for bed
and dreams so sweet,
rest, sleepy head,
the night, to meet.

Visions of laughter
and loud, candied toys,
days of bright splendor
and tumbling boys,

little girls singing
on playgrounds of clouds,
church bells ringing
and parents so proud,

butterflies ridng
on dragonfly mounts,
lullabies gliding between
fluffy sheep counts,

eyes drooping gently,
slumber soon to claim,
fingers clasped intently,
face clear of blame.

Innocence seen
in a child’s sleeping face,
life’s endless dream
floating gently, through space.

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