Saturday, September 20, 2008

sweet dreams, my little ones

hey, be calm, relax
no need to kick and hold on tight
you probably won’t die of fright
tonight

when the time is right
you’ll softly elevate to the light
absolu-way-lutely out of sight
no kidding, now, nightie night

so without another peep
start countin’ sheep
shut your mouth
and go to sleep

1 comment:

Andy Sewina said...

Hi Jack, this reminds me of a little rhyme I wrote for my son Jack when he was a baby.

I can tell by the way you scream
that all you want to do is dream...