Below is the poem entitled Now, I Lay Me Down to Sleep which was written by poet
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Doctors say we should get plenty of sleep. Here is how an aging citizen reacted:
After exclaiming, “O Lord, let me rest,
For I’m weary and my body is bone tired,”
The old man slipped deeper into the fluff.
His chair slowly reclined.
Eyelids became sandbags, breathing slowed,
Feet, leaden weights.
With mouth agape, nasal noises rose in the room.
He dreamed of striped watermelons.
His torso soared like red-mottled gossamers,
Undulating over golden forsythia fields,
Slowly upward toward cotton clouds.
O sweet, invigorating rest!
Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heaven laden,
And I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28 KJV