Wednesday, 9 October 2013

Sleep

Sweet slumber has a mind of its own
It comes and goes as it pleases
Gives you comfy dreams on loan
Then a whim, and the offering ceases

It’s quite sly, that creature of ruse
Tempts you with tendrils of rest
While you struggle not to snooze
Studying for that important test

Yet the day you know you must
Get a good night's sleep and arise
For that early meeting, it just
Won’t let you nap, until sunrise                                               

You lie awake in bed, take stock-
“If I sleep now I get three hours”
Next time you look at the clock
“Why even bother, it’s a farce!”

But when you’ve worn yourself out
It may decide to dole out treats     
Hey, it’s not always mean!  So you blackout
As soon as you hit the sheets…

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