Time
to sleep
A
watch, a pen and paper here
to
write a poem for you my dear.
But
I am here with thoughts unclear.
Can
we just go to sleep?
The
snow came down. The rain came too.
I
worried that the plants might die.
But
Mother Nature takes care of you.
So
we can go to sleep.
I
guess my fingers can hold this pen,
but
brain and eyes don't want to work.
The
silence calls to me again,
“Let
go and enjoy sleep!”
Who
plays the game with human beings
that
write and think as best they can?
I
like the quiet of pleasant dreams,
while
I disappear in sleep.
Janet
Spiller
April
28th, 2017
8
minute writing exercise
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