#WritcoPoemPrompt82
At night when I lay in bed,
As I drift towards my sleep,
When the eve becomes shadowy red,
My slumber has begun deep,

Nothingness had I remembered,
when sleep crept silently as I lay,
couldn't even recall what I say
saw some valleys up in an array.

The lighter I felt as I woke up,
never imagined could I glide,
would take me to...