Light's are out

As midnight hides

A secret realm 

Of possibilities

Butterflies escape

From your belly

Soar in the room

You sense the tingle

The pins and needles

Light switch back on

Your brain awakens

When everyone sleeps

Children of thought

Stretch their arms 

Gambol and dance

Roll on the grass

Inside your mind

Bask in the sunshine

Upon dawning pages

Of whimsical kind

They disappear often

But never for long

For children always

Return home on time

Their bed is still warm

As you tuck them in

Under the blanket of words

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Written for PoetsPub Founder's Challenge #2