Bedtime

I go to bed. It’s been a long day. All of the day’s cares melt away. There’s no guessing what I might ponder. My mind leaves my body to wander, Taking flight, leaving reason behind, It has its own mind. It’s unconfined. It flies to the sky, drops in a well, Visits heaven, and it visits hell.

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 4/23/2024 7:00:00 AM

- Put away all thoughts at bedtime ...great poem, David :) - hugs

Gershon Wolf

Date: 4/21/2024 8:32:00 PM

I guess 'you don't mind' making the rounds at night there, David. lol. Startling, that last line. ~ gw

David Crandall
Date: 4/21/2024 9:49:00 PM

Haha, I actually, love when my minds goes all over the place - sometimes, it goes to dark places, which isn't too great, but sometimes, strangely, I like to follow it wherever it goes.

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 4/20/2024 4:08:00 PM

ah, the surreal world of dreams and sleep. My mind visits some rather unique places during sleep. As of yet, it's not visited hell. Whew! have a great evening, Sara

David Crandall
Date: 4/21/2024 9:48:00 PM

I'm sure glad your mind hasn't gone there Sara! Sometimes, as my mind unwinds at night - it goes to good and bad places.