Please Sleep Some More
Please, my darling, please sleep some more.
You're tired and your muscles are sore.
Can't wear the same face that you wore
Yesterday at work, at meetings.
Sleep well so you smile with greetings.
Charge and produce worthy paitings.
What do you expect to occur?
To move forward? Stir and incur
Approval of self. Don't disturb.
Your strategy is obsolete.
Improve, stop being so discreet.
Take good care of your face and feet.
Time heals. You are not so much missed.
Kitty at cat angerly hissed.
In thick mist I'll recall your gist.
Copyright © Agatha Jetaime | Year Posted 2015
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