with thoughts that cut too deeply
the night folds into another day
while sleep escaped or stayed away
sunrise comes up way to fast
a beautiful day the clouds have cast
another day, you do your best
plenty of coffee and lots of tests
evening comes, you're overtired
your dream card seems again expired
you toss and turn and pillow plump
every noise will make you jump
just when slumber comes your way
alarm clock sounds another day
just two hours is not enough
praying for help as you fill your cup
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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