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A little boy
with little steps
echoing a hasty rhythmic melody
as they pace through the corridors
and the stone floor
his little legs
bringing him away
away, away, away
away
from the rattles and rustles
far and deep
to where the dreams are
A little boy
with little eyes
that are told to not see
until they pout and whine
leaving a mark on his face
his little voice
raring to go and shout
making a ruckus in his chest
watching his brother, silence
getting the better treatment
A little boy
with little heart
on its curfew
tired from the daily activities
is yawning
and looking at the smiling boy
standing on its doorstep
with a book for its bedtime story
and his little smile
ever so shy, manifesting on his face
finally, his eyes are allowed to see
and his voice gets its turn
A little boy
with his bedtime story
finally told to his little heart
with his little eyes open
and his little voice
until the end
his little heart yawns once again
slowly closing its eyes
to go where the dreams are
with another smile,
the boy gives his voice another turn
"good night."