Treasure Island

Zachary Clougher

(Pi-day / Lowell, MA)

Sandman


Sandman
By Onira

All of the good little children know
That sleep does come and it does go
With the moon it arrives
And from the sun it flees
But there is something unknown that comes with the night
A kind little man with his lantern alight
From the shores of sleep and the land of dreams
This kind leprechaun-esque man is more than he seems
The Sandman comes with his grains of sand
From the shores of sleep about Dreamland
Upon your eyes he sprinkles these grains
And it is through these that sleep you attain
So little child, close your tired eyes
Listen to the wind and its sighs
For the Sandman comes to make you at ease
To bring you back to the land of Dreams
So sleep my child, take a boat from this land
There is nothing to fear, for he’s the Sandman

Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2009
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