My Siesta Steed
By: Sherry E Engler
Night has fallen. Time to go to bed.
Time for Siesta Steed to visit dreams in my head.
Siesta Steed is a magical horse with flapping wings.
When he visits me, we fly to see beautiful things.
We fly from Philadelphia, on to New York and LA
We visit cities ALL over, Boston, Phoenix and Santa Fe.
As we fly, we sing as loud as we want to sing
We sing numbers, letters and colors and things.
We sing 1-2-3 as we trot from star to star.
We sing A-B-C as we travel many miles far.
We sing about colors: green, red, and blue.
I sing loud, loud, loud and Siesta Steed sings too.
We gallop fast around the moon so yellow bright.
The wind tingles our faces as we soar with delight.
After many stops, laughs, giggles and good things.
Siesta Steed flies me quickly home with his mighty wings.
Siesta Steed bids a goodbye as he flies on his way.
For Mr. Sun is waking turning night into day.
Farewell Siesta Steed, my wonderful nighttime friend.
For I shall see you again in my dreams at day’s end.