Sleep easy

I sleep easy. Is it because I’m tired or just ill from a bout of the flu?
Or could it be that my conscience is clear and my dreams are sweet?
I’d like to believe that my sleep is a doorway, through which I enter each night for a brief tête-à-tête with my mum and dad who hold my hand and give me the courage to face the next day with love, happiness, and sweet thoughts.
So, good night world! May you meet your angels tonight!