Sleepy Bug
Between the grass he walks alone
Sunsets he rests his head on a tiny stone
his little face and his tired eyes
Stare at the hovering fire flies
Please tell me a story he requests
One landed beside where his head rests
Who are you he asks with a smile
I'm just a sleepy bug who hasn't slept in a while
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