when night cuddles
your mind
to sleep and the
stars sing a lullaby
to the thoughts
that wrestle
for space
until none
are remembered
quiet embodies
your slowing breaths
you dream
of a lily pad pond,
a magic frog,
a candy necklace
you nibble slowly
and share with a friend
in your tall meadow
on each side of a see saw
a bright sun sparkles
up your sleep
until the return
of day
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