to bed.

to bed. a poem by sandra.

I found a place to go
When I need to take it slow.
All of my worries fade,
All my decisions are made.

I will share it with you
But, please, whatever you do
Don’t let my secret spread.
Come with me. Let’s go to bed.


[We won’t need to count sheep
Because we don’t have to sleep.
Oh, honey stop playing
You know just what I’m saying.]



About what sandra thinks

Sandra began writing when she was a sixth grader. She is a teller of stories through poetry, fiction, and tales from her own life. And she thinks too much. Read, think, enjoy, laugh.
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5 Responses to to bed.

  1. I love your work so this nomination for the blogging award goes for you..follow up the the link.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Thank you so much for the lovely compliment and for recognizing me with this. I’ve decided not to participate in blogging awards any longer. [It began to take up too much time when I should be writing!] But I do appreciate the sentiment very much.

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