The thoughts around my head do creep,
making it hard indeed to sleep.
I really do feel quite weary,
and my eyes are red and teary.
Try to go back to that nice dream,
not as easy as it might seem.
And just as I return to sleep,
the clock does its thing, beep, beep, beep.
2 comments:
Must've been in the air last night... because this poem is MOST appropriate for today!
Perfect. I know the feeling exactly.
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