Toss and Turn
Sometimes sleep eludes me
But the cause I’ll never learn;
So on those nights I have no choice
Except to toss and turn.
It’s really quite annoying
And results in great concern;
My brain is like a roiling sea
With waves that crash and churn.
It isn’t fair – the night should be
When minds get to adjourn;
For after daytime stress, some peace
Is what we’d hoped to earn.
I guess I must accept the fact
That though for sleep I yearn,
There’ll come a time when I can rest,
Quite cozy in my urn!
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