Sleep Deprivation
Here I sit yet one more night,
playing solitaire while sleep takes flight !
I was weary as I climbed in bed,
fluffed my pillow and laid down my head.
I closed my eyes and said a prayer;
a good night's rest has become so rare !
Sometimes my mind won't take a break;
other times my legs keep me awake.
So up I get and try to cope,
doing my best not to give up hope !
Soon I'll lie down again and pray
my nighttime "demons" will stay away !
Copyright © Donna Mceleny | Year Posted 2013
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