Good night little one its...
time to lay down and sleep.
Not a word do I want to
hear you peep.
I promise you if you...
play around in trouble...
you'll be so deep.
Mr Sandman then you...
won't get to meet.
This promise I'm sure..
won't be hard to keep.
With out Mr. Sand man...
there won't be any sweet...
dreams of far of places.
You cant see Mr
Sandman's face you only...
know it to be when he...
sprinkles you with his...
special gold sand it takes...
you to those special far...
off places.

So little one time to slip
off the fuzzy slippers.
Time to dream of the...
Milky Way and Big Dipper.

Gayle Goff
May 2009

GAYLE ANNE GOFF

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