Goodnight to Me
As I lay in bed
while I go to sleep,
My thoughts start to swirl ‘round my head.
To quiet my mind, I try to unwind,
Take comfort in my little bed.
Good night to my eyes,
I flutter them closed.
The wonders that they help me see.
The sun and the stars, I think I’ve seen Mars,
The dance of the wild honey bee.
Good night to my ears,
I tune out the sounds,
The wonders that they help me hear.
Like haunting loon calls, and thunderous falls,
The crunch from a family of deer.
Good night to my nose,
I breathe in the air,
The wondrous scents I can smell.
Baked bread, and earth’s dirt, my dad’s favourite shirt,
Inside of a seaside seashell.
Good night to my mouth
My lips barely touch.
The wonderful things it can do.
Like taste juicy fruit, and play on my flute,
And utter the words ‘I love you’.
Good night to my arms,
They lay by my side,
The wonders that they help me hold.
My books and my cat, who wouldn’t love that,
My mom when I’m shivering cold.
Good night to my hands,
My palms face the sky,
The wonders that they help me feel.
There’s velvet and lace, my grandmothers face,
My orange’s rough and smooth peel.
Good night to my legs,
I try to keep still,
The wondrous places we’ve walked.
On pathways and shores, and all the outdoors,
Where mountains and canyons have talked.
Good night to my feet,
My toes tingle too.
The wonderful balance they bring.
They help me climb rocks, I wear fancy socks,
I twirl on my toes when I sing.
Good night to my heart,
It rises and falls,
My wondrous life hears its call.
It gives and receives, it heals and believes,
There’s plenty of
for us all.
Copyright © Sarah Jane Conklin | Year Posted 2020
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