Not much to draw here, but I wrote this 7 years ago:
Drifting to Sleep
The crisp night air kisses my skin,
As I creep into bed with tired eyes,
I pull the blankets up to my chin,
And remember childhood lullabies.
The warmth of memories hugs me tight,
A smile decks my sleepy face,
I whisper to myself, "Goodnight,"
Soon to be swept to a dreamy place.
My eyelids close and breathing slows,
Entering the corners of my mind,
Serenity from my head to toes,
As worries of the day unwind.
There is no knowing of time, or care,
A nightly gift one cannot keep,
In thoughts or dream, so unaware,
Bundled up, drifting to sleep.