There isn’t much to dream about, when young.
A baby doesn’t have a point of view
with depth perspective, and the infant tongue’s
unused to frame. A child has too few
thematic memories to build a plot
sufficiently complex to fascinate.
Each sleeper has to work with what she’s got,
and most don’t live enough till 58.

But as a body ages, so does sleep.
We wake a bit whenever we adjust
position, and our slumber’s seldom deep
enough. Then sofa naps become a must,
and sliding under often plays a cast
of faces and conditions from the past.