Fluffed & Tucked

The sun now set deep in the West,
Yon pillows all fluffed and soft and deep,
Call my weary head to rest,
Call so tired eyes might sleep.

Cozy blankets tucked tight all ‘round,
As though a lasting hug from those I love,
Come sandman, come sleep so sound,
Come hither, for day is done.

With heavy lids, I close my eyes,
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams bring me such delight,
Till morning comes and I rise,
O’ Good Night, sleep tight, good night.

— T. M. Cole, © February 8, 2017