Sunday, 27 March 2011

ode

Now it is the time to go the bed
After you had done all your works to do,
As you pack up your stuffs and lay down to bed
You will think of before and tomorrow.

Maybe you had a nice day, maybe not
What happened today, was it fun or not?
Waiting myself to meet another day
I would move around the bed as time goes.

Now my eyes should close while I doze away
Having sweet dreams, and an better tommorow.

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