Heavy eye-lids
That I cannot lift
Try as I might

A weariness imbues
As though of hemlock
I had supped

The thought of sleep
Is a comfort drawing
Me to slumbers
Overcoming my need to be awake
And sleep I shall for goodness sake…

And thirty minutes later
I am awake once more
A power nap when I need to snore
The long night through
But, that was all
I get tonight
And a tired restless awaking dream
Is within my sight.

I reluctantly grasp it
And hold it tight.

Night night!

I wish.


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