Dream to Escape

Letting the juice chase down the vitamins

She curled up in one of the chairs

She curled up with one of the toys

The tendrils of her long, silky hair

Lay against the fiercely held toy

And is illuminated by the glow

Of the flashlight lit on low

Chasing away the shadows

And slipped into a deep slumber

With dreams of cats and dragons

Where there was no cup full of medicine.