Your time is now
shadows of the night
creep (I don't know how)
it just seems right.
I yawn as sleep approaches
I look forward to the rest
numbness of the limbs enroaches
sleep to get things off my chest.
Blotting out the day
as I slowly slumber
I had my fill, my say
no more, my pick of numbers.
Going to the land of Nod
be back in seven hours
nestled in my quiet pod
climing ivory towers.
Goodnight and fond farewell
adieu and sweet goodbyes
in dreams I soon will dwell
with snoring and deep sighs.