A Good Night Dream by Geary Smith

Before bedtime, and I go to sleep
And crickets outside singing a tune.
The nightmare of crawling creatures creep
Beneath the watchful eye of the moon.

At night our school is still and dark
And the night stars began to arrive.
And old oak trees in the park
Seem to come alive.

At night my big brother began to snore
And baby sister will roll over and cry
As shadows slide across the ceiling and floor
And witches flying by.

At night I hear the floorboards creak
And dogs bark, and cat’s meow.
I put my pillow over my head and press my cheek
And the fan blows cool air over my brow.

I think about my dreams of the distance past
And plans for the new day
Until I fall asleep at last
And dream the night away.