Sweet Slumber
Kayla, Age 12, Peterborough, ON
                      It is cool and dark.
Upon this autumn night,
I lay my head
Down upon the grass.

Leaves slowly float
towards my smiling face,
All is quiet,
but for the caw of a crow.

I breathe deeply,
familiar scents gently tickling my nose.
eyes close,
I relax further.

The forest drifts
into a calm silence,
as I drift away
Into a sweet slumber.
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