Sweet Dreams

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Sweet Dreams

Good night, night-night,
Mind those bed bugs don't bite.
Little darling, sleep tight.
Creeps down, turns off light.

Bed bugs that bite!
Eyes wide in fright,
Imagines a sprite,
Huge teeth, yellow-white.

In the gloomy twilight,
His fear at it's height,
Scared stiff, sits upright,
And screams out, forthright.

His mother, contrite,
Explains that bedbugs don't bite
And the calmed little mite,
Gets a teddy. Delight!

10 Comments on “Sweet Dreams

  1. Yes. We must measure our words carefully with kids. Last night, stupid me asked my son if his eye was sore because it looked a bit red. Guess what?! It got sore very rapidly after that. This is a sweet poem. And very relatable to all parents I suspect. πŸ™‚

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