A poem about not being able to sleep.

Reading age – Any age.

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…~~~The Slumber Chant~~~…

The night is for sleeping,

there will be no peeping until the morn…

journey under the covers to a fantasy world of unicorns,

princesses, pirates with looted gold

and castles and dragons and knights so bold

wizards who sourcer, witches who spell

long ago memories, old stories to tell

flying carpets and the phoenix so old

story of a silver lamp that was sold…

The night is for sleeping,

there will be no peeping until the morn…

when you will awake, afresh and yawn

no doubt forgetting the dreams of the dawn…

 

Copyright / by Faith 2004

 

 

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