hey there little one!
getting pretty late again, i think its time for bed, don't you?
when the blankets fall over you, slip over the sleepy eyes just begging to fall closed, you'll feel the world shift, spin and swirl; sheets rising to a castle of your own rule stitched together with spinning, shining strands of memory and laughter passed with the days sun now tucking away, tucking away as you too should be doing now. let the walls and spires tower and pillar above you as you give not a single stir in night passing time.
what is this? this place you now find yourself in?
this is the castle of dream's, little one, and this castle you rule in the fortress of sleep. this is the castle where anything can be.
so shut your eyes and milky moons light holds you in her arms, let the breese beyond shut curtains hum you the lullaby of natures tender touch, let it lull you sleep as spiraling stairs and towers rise and fold to knit together over your sleepy little head, let the sheets pull you under and pillows soften your fall as you slip away to this, yes, castle of dreams.
goodnight little one, sleep well in your castle, your castle of dreams.🌙