To carry care to bed is to sleep with a pack on your back.

Don’t you simply love going to bed. To curl up warmly in a nice warm bed, in the lovely darkness. That is so restful and then gradually drift away into sleep…

I'm worried because they said I couldn't sleep in the same bed as my son. I feel like they feel I'm going to hurt him or molest him or something.

He went to bed and slept the sleep of the good-for-nothing which, by an anachronism not a single songwriter has yet struck, is proven to be more sound than that of innocence

If he could sleep on it. He would make his bed with white sheets And disappear into the white, Like a man diving, If he could be certain That the light Would not keep him awake, The light that reaches To the bottom.

It's always nice when you can sleep in your own bed.