Good Night

Good Night, Mom.

Good Night, Dad.

Good Night, Sis.

Thanks for the day

I've had.

Now I put my head

on my pillow to sleep

to dream of swimming

in the ocean deep.

Or maybe my dream

will keep me at home

to play in the garden

with elves and a gnome.

Wherever dreams take me,

no matter what I do,

I sleep snuggled in my bed

dreaming of you.

Sweet Dreams.

Good Night.

     Can you write a poem about one of your dreams?  In my poem "I am a Poet," I have the line that says as poet, I can fly on the wings of a hummingbird.  I always loved the thought of flying on that tiny small bird.  I liked thinking about seeing the world from that perspective and drinking sweet nectar with the bird.  My dreams do take me to interesting places.  What is your dream?