My pillow

My pillow is calling my name
It beckons me to lay softly upon its cushion
I can no longer fight away the temptation
We shall go together to Dreamland

Night time poem

The stars are shining bright in the sky,
And My dogs are cuddle up close by.
I pull the covers up snugly to my chin,
In an effort to keep cold away from my skin.
My eyelids grow heavy and and tired,
I think the day has long since retired.
Time has gotten away from me,
I was deeply lost in my reading fantasy.
So I reach over and click off my light,
And settle in for a deep sleep tonight.