Under The Sheets

Under the sheets lies abundance of dreams Tucked away safely to visit each night Laden in comfort, so warm and aware Waiting for just the right time to sleep tight Under the sheets where the world can be safe Many a monster defenseless to see Where we have hidden, escaped from the world Waiting for sunlight again to be free Under the sheets lies abundance of gas Passed in the night, held securely inside Waiting and hoping for time to erase Lest, you know who, will think someone has died Many things happen while under the sheets Some we can talk about, some we should not Still, it’s a marvelous place to reside Satin or flannel, whatever you’ve got!