SLEEP

As I sit here night after night
Trying to get my head on right
Find it hard my words to form
Maybe the room is too warm

I sit here until my head aches
Perhaps the sun my brain bakes
Could it be just sleep I need
Would my words then be freed

Thinking until my eyes close
Want to have a relaxing doze
It never lasts for very long
Wonder what I'm doing wrong

Lack of sleep does encumber
I just want to deeply slumber
Sleep, sleep, I only want this
Let me sink in heavenly bliss

July 25, 2004

Poetry © Jan Haile Clark

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