It is three in the morning, and all
through the house, Not a peep, not a sound… not even a mouse.
Ahhhhhhhh… Prithee… Why can’t it be so? For the Sand-Man, little
one, is a friend, not a foe… photo credit: Christine ™ via photopin
cc Sleepus interruptus. The little red starfish beckons… His
screams shatter the silence of the night. Through the open window,
a…
