How Sleep Found Tabitha Excerpt

Sleep would not come to Tabitha. Her eyes, round as headlights, roamed the room.

It's bedtime, but Tabitha is having a hard time falling asleep. Lying in bed surrounded by her favourite toys, Tabitha's imagination begins to work.

"Come sleep with me in the deep blue sea," sings the whale.

"Sleep high up here, where the air is clear," cries the eagle.

"Come slither to sleep where it's dark and deep," whispered the snake.