Bedtime

BEDTIME. BY CAROLYN J. BAILEY. If you close your two eyes and lie ever so quiet, Counting them soft and low, One little, two little, three little sheep — Down through the pasture they go. Four little, five little, six and then seven — Trotting so gray and small, One little, two little, six, and then seven — Jumping across the wall; Some of them faster, but most of them slower, Eight little, nine little, ten — Ten little sheep, and you have to stop counting — I think that you go to sleep then . Youth's Companion.