Rebecca's+Sonnett

i can't sleep at night the owls are twittering some things give thy such a fright thy cant stop wittering i have bad dreams about ghastly ghosts i wish i could redeem* the only light thy can see is the lamp-posts the clock strikes twelve i huddle into my bed like an elve** "good!" i seem to say! time is ticking... GOODMORNING!
 * t'is is nearly day


 * redeem in this context means to convert**
 * olden word for saying elf