Dear sleep,

I know when I was little we really didn’t get along.
I hated when my mom said that is was time for bed.
but, now... I can’t seem to get enough of you. I just
wanted to tell you that I’m sorry for not appreciating
you the way I should have and I will never make that
mistake again. Oh, how I love you.

Love,
Your biggest fan.

Michala
4/18/2011 11:35:25 pm

I agree with this poem. Nowa days thats all we want to do is sleep!!

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Mr. Spiro
4/19/2011 01:47:53 am

I, too, had issue with my mom telling me to go to bed. Now I beg and plead for earlier bedtimes.

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