Finally, at days end
My head and pillow meet
Weary of the day’s events
Relieved to be off my feet
As I drift off in slumber
Sleep carries me away
Aloft on a cloud of dreams
My imagination on parade
Where my mind can let go
The auto-pilot in the driver’s seat
Let my batteries recharge
And I am restored complete
At sunrise I’ll awake
Refreshed and alert
Ready for another day
Lively and pert
Until again the Sun goes down
And I look to my bed
Where my pillow waits
Longing for my head
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