Sleepless

"Goodnight my dear", Mother said As I lied on the old bunk bed "Don't close the door" I used to say, as she would turn, to walk away Once again she said "Good night" And with one stroke, shut off the light Night is what I’ve come to dread So I'd slipped the covers, o'er my head My brother, used to sleep with me The upper bunk, is where he’d be The mattress sagged, the bed would squeak He’d toss and turn, then fall asleep But now he’s gone, they say he died I do not know the reason why Still late at night, the bed will squeak When the mattress sags, I dare not sleep