At night when I lay in bed,
As I drift towards my sleep,
When the eve becomes shadowy red,
My slumber has begun deep,

The thoughts blur in my head/
That's when I begin to see clearly/
I said when it's Shadowy red overhead /
And the moon shines ever so dearly/
When my blankets are smothering me/
And my pillow is always just right/
With the cooler side on my cheek/
When I lay in bed at night/

© Amanda C Granado