In my mind this is read as a children's song, but I think it can be read as a poem as well.


I want to sleep

And not make a peep

I want to rest

So I'll feel my best

I'll close my eyes

And dreams of skies

I'll fly and soar

As I begin to snore

I'll lay in bed

And rest my head

I'll be relaxed

And no longer taxed

I'll drift to sleep

As I'm counting sheep

I'll start to dream

What my mind will deem

Use imagination

And endless creation

I'll make a new world

Into which I'll be hurled

Will it be happy?

Or just plain sappy?

I guess I'll have to find out

To clear up my doubt

Heed my mother's creed

And finally get the sleep I need