A Bedtime Story - Poem by John Churchill
Quiet please, don't make a sound,
let’s see how long we last,
no more whispers, no more shouts
let’s keep our lips sealed fast.
Fingers to your lips now,
reminding them to shush,
now that it's so quiet
you can almost hear the hush.
It’s time to start the story
that helps you off to sleep,
so rest your head and close your eyes
and promise not to peep.
Once upon a time.......
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