That Childhood Sleep

I sat there on my favorite spot

Heard them talk, didn’t get a thing

Got comfortable, settled in

The world became hazy, the voices faded out

When I woke up, I realised

Tooth fairy can’t tuck me in

So who made sure that I sleep tight?

That’s a childhood mystery we can solve

No matter where we dozed off

On a chair, couch or in the car

Always woke up with a mattress beneath

Yet the count of this incident is umpteenth

Someone did always made sure our childhood had no scars.

-Sarah Rashid


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