Julie Cottingham Poet Rhyme

Up the Stairs You Go

Climb the stairs it's time to sleep, you're eyes almost closed,

Sandman say's he's coming, cause when your tired he always knows,

It's time to get you're pjyamas on, you're winter bed time clothes,

Up the wooden hills you climb, to bedtime land, off  you go.

To sleep and dream of candy floss, with elephants and King's,

Of sugar plums and fairie's, and pink girly flowery thing's,

so off to bed it's time to sleep, dreamland now awaits,

Hiding  secret wonders, behind it's goodnight gates.

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Michael Jordan December 5, 2008 at 7:40 PM Julie this bedtime poem is truly a treasure - Very blessed you are not to mention your children - From my family to yours - MERRY CHRISTMAS - God Bless you all, MJ

John Rhinem December 5, 2008 at 5:28 PM Oh yes, now you are showing 'all' of the colorful rainbows of whom you truly are I see!~Such a pretty and lovely write dear, "Beautiful Julie!"~"You" are a spectrum of many wonders I believe--all leading unto, the very same place--"The Dreams of Others!"--I shall climb that staircase with you dear-just to watch your beauty rest, amid the glow, that surrounds your grace!~"Again, As Always, My Love Unto You Dear, John!"~"Beautiful Write!:)