As she lay her down to sleep
she prays the bed, her body keep
and if she walks before she wakes
she’ll miss the journey that she’ll take
and as she drifts into her sheet
her body gets up on its feet
Her legs begin to step and move
while her mind rests in soothe
Where will she go
down sleep walkers row
is one thing she’ll never know
As when her journey is finally done
she wakes in bed under the sun
day is loud, and sun is bright
and the story of the sleep walker
is only for night.
-KK