May sleep envelop you as a bed sheet floating gently down, tickling your skin and removing every worry. Reminding you to consider only this moment. ~Jeb Dickerson
or the day the snake started wearing glasses….

Edwin banged on the glass and threw rocks at the birds.
He pushed through the crowds to make sure he was first!
“Where does this door go to?” Edwin asked of his Mum.
“You get back here this instant! Leave that door knob alone!”
And then he was gone… As for clues, there weren’t any.
Seems that Edwin that day, banged on one glass too many!