Moonlight cast shadows,
And wind beats the trees.
I should be asleep,
But instead,
I'm flipping through the pages I haven't yet read.
I'm reading by flashlight,
And thoughts are rolling through my head:
Oh no! I hope they make it!
Not Fred! Why?
I should really get back in bed and try and get some sleep,
I've got school in the morning and band after that,
If I don't get some shut eye I'm gonna feel like crap.
That's it I'm done!
For real this time.
Put down that book hand, it's time to go to bed.

Sleeping, and Dreaming the book in my minds own words.


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