Sleepless Nights
Sleep, sleeping, to sleep. Deep sleep,
Need sleep, Rem sleep, Can’t sleep.
Longing for this simple need
My tired mind can only plead.
Just one long night in Neverland
That sweet dream would be so grand
The sheep counted are without number
Still no sign of precious slumber
At last exhaustion rules the day
On a cloud of bliss I slip away...
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2013
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