It is time for bed.
I don't want to go.
I want to watch
this TV show.
Mom says,
"It's late.
You know the rule.
It's past 9 now,
tomorrow there's school."
So off I march
to my bed
and dream my program
in my head.
Then tomorrow
when I'm at school,
I'll tell friends
my dreams are cool.What time do you go to bed? Would you like to write a poem today about your bed time or your morning routine? Have fun.
