Pillow Duty

I slipped back inside through the screen door flap, carrying my crunchy maple leaf right along with me! The living room was wonderfully warm and still, with soft amber light spilling from the low floor lamp. I marched over to the edge of the woven rug to assemble my treasures: first the shiny bronze button, next the crinkly gold wrapper, and right in the center, my golden leaf. I patted the stem flat, turned around three times, and nestled my chin right onto the crunchy surface. It made the gentlest, coziest rustle under my cheek. My eyelids are getting super heavy now, but our bedtime base camp is fully secured!