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Day 8: bedtime

I am bruised, beaten and utterly content.

By: h_johanna
Rating: g
Wordcount: 124
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: All characters and situations are owned by me.

Go to bed
Get quiet head
It’s quite al right
To go tonight
And get some rest
Dream all the best
We’ll be okay
Wait for the day
We’ll see you then
Be beside you when
Tomorrow you wake
And well make
You tea and bread
We’ll feed your head
Get dressed, get out
Run all about
Learn and read
Make sure to head
Your lessons taught
Your wisdoms brought
Do jump and dance
Take a chance
Love and care
But think and beware
Keep your boundaries clear
You’ve naught to fear
And when the day is done
Home you come
We’ll feed and hold
Warm you from cold
When night draws near
We’ll kiss you dear
Say: Go to bed
Get quiet head.



Nov. 9th, 2009 08:56 am (UTC)
Of course I don't mind if you do. Hehe it was actually written because I was so tired I wasn't capable anything else then a poem that told me to get to bed.