rasret01
Well-Known Member
Just had a birthday. I wouldn't call myself old, but...
Day Sleep
The other day I fell asleep
While reading in my chair.
The book was one I’d just begun,
There was no problem there.
I’d slept quite deep the night before
In a bed that fits me well.
I didn’t feel the need to sleep,
But still, I dozed a spell.
This may not seem a problem
What luxury, you say.
But it isn’t right to sleep by night,
Then sleep again by day.
I once begrudged the hours
Spent in boring Slumber,
Up at dawn, gone all day long,
On errands without number.
But now I’m old and tired
And caught in Hypnos’ trap.
I can’t even read my favorite book
Until I take a nap.
dick
Day Sleep
The other day I fell asleep
While reading in my chair.
The book was one I’d just begun,
There was no problem there.
I’d slept quite deep the night before
In a bed that fits me well.
I didn’t feel the need to sleep,
But still, I dozed a spell.
This may not seem a problem
What luxury, you say.
But it isn’t right to sleep by night,
Then sleep again by day.
I once begrudged the hours
Spent in boring Slumber,
Up at dawn, gone all day long,
On errands without number.
But now I’m old and tired
And caught in Hypnos’ trap.
I can’t even read my favorite book
Until I take a nap.
dick
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