In
The
Night,
My
Bed
Flew
Right
Up
In
The
Air,
To
Visit
Places
That
Are
Not
There.
I pulled
The
Cover
To
My
Chin
As
I began
To
Spin
And
Climb
Back
Through
Time,
To
See
Myself
As
I used
To
Be,
On
The
Way
To
Becoming
Me.
Just
When
I began
To
Understand
The
Simple
Order
Of
My
Life’s
Plan,
I spiraled
Down
Again
Before
I saw
The
End
Of
This
Vision,
A
Wise
Decision,
So
As
Not
To
Float
Away,
And
Miss
Another
Sparkling
Day.