Sleepwalk
Sleepwalk
Young and angelic in a dream of sleepwalk in the night,
Looking for a tall figure, nothing in sight. It was her sparkling
eyes that came upon the darkness of light and she headed for the
mountains, just a sleepwalk in the night. She was named "Casper",
the friendly ghost because of her long-white nightgown. Always had a
sweet charm, but don't be alarmed! A night of sleepwalk, as she jumps
back in bed again. Never a bad dream, just a sleepwalk with a friend!
Yolaine Armitage 10/7/12
Copyright © Yolaine Armitage | Year Posted 2012
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