Bedtime Thoughts

The wallpaper in my bedroom
Has a hundred boats or more,
With here and there a lighthouse
Standing bravely on the shore.
And here and there a floating buoy—
Hear its lulling bell?—
Gently bobs as gulls fly o’er
A green and grayish swell.
I wonder if it’s possible
That on some magic night
I’ll climb aboard one of those boats
And sail out of sight.