Sweet Dreams, Princess!
Daddy read another fairy tale and nightly prayers were said.
He tenderly kissed his little princess and gently tucked her in bed.
Pausing to gaze upon her sweet face lying in innocent repose,
He mused, "She's more beautiful than God's most magnificent rose!"
Moonbeams stroke her golden curls as thro' the panes they stream,
Also, lighting the way for pleasant things of which she will dream.
Mister Bear lies by her side - she clutched him in tight embrace,
He who will guard her from any dreadful ogres she might face!
Her toys leapt to life - in her visions they danced about with glee!
Miss Molly her dolly invited her to scrumptious scones and tea.
Mister Brown the silly clown staged a very exciting show.
Madame Katrina the ballerina danced daintily on heel and toe!
Brian the stuffed lion loosed a mighty roar, joining in the fray,
Challenging Gus the hippopotamus as they jousted in friendly play.
Mack the Jack-in-the-Box performed his whimsical routine,
Trying to out-do the frisky puppets, Clarence and Christine!
Vince her prince carried her away on Rocky his rocking horse,
To a castle made of Lincoln Logs, living ever happily of course.
At dawn her fantasies were over - she awoke to hug Mom and Dad.
Sleepily she says, "I'm kinda tired, but what a fun night I had!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Honorable Mention in Tirzah Conway's "Fantasy" Contest - July 2010
Placed No. 3 in Joe Flach's "One For The Kiddies" Contest - Aug 2010
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