Tired

Tired
Its getting worse
The day was long and tough
The last night was a pain, a strain
Bed now?

Tired
Eyes are heavy
Muscles call for bed time
Not a read first, just straight to sleep
Lie in?

Tired
My wife is too
She wont give in to bed 
Upstairs is calling us to it
Give in?

Tired
I think its time
Go off to la-la land
Cat goes out, door gets locked, all done
Bed-time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace