All day I think about so many things:

Inventing ways to climb the garden wall,

And what to be, and. where to go, and. then

Deciding if I want to be grown-up, at all,

That when it's night, and. I've gone up to bed.,

I'm very tired. with thinking thoughts so deep,

And. so I fold. my arms above my head.

And push them back, to make a space to sleep.