Back To Bed Again
BACK TO BED AGAIN
A day so long to count,
Soon the night return,
As back to bed again,
My ever tireless eyes moving around,
As they need a rest.
My ever dancing arms working so hard,
As they need a rest.
My both feet ever racing as marathon,
As they need a rest.
Got to lay down on bed,
As my bathing so low.
A thousand works left behind,
But that for tomorrow source,
My body too heavy,
My sprit so powerful,
And my brain so edge,
As has knowledge known for his wisdom,
But new he got a call from bed.
As to vanish away today’s wisdom,
Oooohhhhnooo…. It dose not translate old is gold.
Until the bright morning start realize,
A s a full moon upon me.
As it lighten the darkness,
My bed so brave n strong.
Even though it shady,
My bed too, known to be the heaviest at night.
As the pack in my bed again,
Totally got a its hypnotized
As its the time to act dead,
Good night.
Written By=Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip
Date=2/4/14
Copyright © Nehemiah T. Haokip | Year Posted 2014
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