The wind
High in the trees.
Rustling leaves.
It keeps me up.
The raindrops fall.
The thunder cries.
Up in the skies
It yells.
Pitch black.
Dark everywhere.
Into open space I stare.
Sleep is miles away.
Wake up!
My dream world has gone.
The chimes sing like nothing's wrong.
Thunder is louder than lullabies.
Tucked in bed,
When the bedbugs bite,
Give them a fight.
Fly away to sleep.
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