Night Poetry

Posted on Friday, 12 February 2016 | COMMENT

I really like poetry. I like it when it rhymed. so here's a goodnight poem to all thyme.

when the blanket is warm,

hence, sleeping is a norm.

over the pillow the skull fall,

wishing goodnight to every soul.

saw a fairy in skin tight;

she wished me a goodnight;

saw a chivalrous sexy knight;

wishing me to sleep tight.