Bedtime PoemThere were never smiles
at bedtime
instead we gnashed
our teeth
against the villainous night
and tried to wrestle sleep
from our schedules
there were suddenly
a million things to do
before bed
but Night-time stood
menacingly in our doorways
with one dark eyebrow
cocked above a persistent
angry frown
"Sleep! Sleep!" it roared
"Now is the time for sleep!"
our bedroom doors creaked shut
like coffins
and with pale frightened faces
we closed our eyes
and ran through the black tunnel
toward the light of dawn
as fast as we could
Kevin Ranville