Lay your head down and go to sleep;
Here after awhile you won't hear a peep.
Just count to five, and close your eyes.
Then sleep will come to you as a suprise.
Don't think about the possible monsters under your bed;
Just lay down and rest your head.
No one's waiting outside of your room;
Waiting to cause you a horrible doom.
That is not a ghost that you hear;
It's just an owl in a tree thats quite near.
No one's trying to open the door;
Thats just the creeking of the floor.
Theres no clowns under your bed;
There are only clowns in your head.
Just lay down and take a nap;
Before you cause yourself to snap.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fun to read...yet a bit reflective of todays...chagrins keep writing cheers