Sweet little Sarah's fast asleep
With Teddy bear in hand
And one can see the happiness
Brought on by the sandman

Such joy is written on her face
I think all would agree
That only pleasant dreams exist
In rosy cheeks of glee

Oh little mischief maker..."what?"
Goes on inside your grin?
Who wouldn't want to peek inside
And see the bliss within?

You could be chasing butterflies
Or swinging on a swing,
A rainbow might have caused your smile
Or simply anything!

I have no doubt within my mind
When you are fast asleep
The sound of giggles fill the air
Escaping from your sleep

When Sarah dreams it's plain to see
Her heart light's burning bright
And happiness has found a place
To shine in pure delight