The chipper sun sleeps under
his thick blanket of
black night sky.
His sister takes his place
as our watcher

And I have said my last words
of the day.
My mind buzzes with thoughts
and memories and ideas

But I am on the sun's schedule
so I lay my head down
and wrap my own blanket
- though not as comforting as the black night sky -
around my resting self

Through unopened eyes
I can see a world that is all my own
and become the girl I have always
wanted to be