Higher and higher, into the Moon.
The stars fell out of the sky;
The baby elephant whined:
“Time to get up” said nurse:
And “Flap” went the blind.
Mr. Snoogles
By Elizabeth Lowndes
Veronica lay very still in bed, then she stretched out as far as she could. Her feet travelled down to that cold region near where the sheets and blankets disappear under the mattress. She was certainly still awake, for one doesn’t stretch in dreams, and if one did one would certainly wake up.