Bedtime Used To Be a Battle
There is no puzzle in Merry’s keen three-year-old mind
No confusion about whether or not Pinkie will show tonight
Pinkie is her dolphin, who helps her find her way nightly….
to slumberland and worlds her siblings do not remember
Merry is sure they used to know it, but they are older now.
“Time for bed” used to be a battle, but not anymore.
She welcomes the bath, and the book reading now.
Understanding that it leads to her dream sleep
Where Pinkie is waiting to show her back to slumberland,
the world of pixies, faeries, mermaids and angels who love her the best.
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