SleeplessA Poem by Charlie's Enigmatic WrenSleepless Sleepless
nights Awake,
tossing and turning. Endless
rotations of the pillow, This
way, and that. Vain
attempts at finding comfort, A cool
spot. Mind
spinning, Thoughts
racing, And
yet, thoughts they are evasive. The
morning light seeps Inside
the room. The
birds, They
begin their morning twitterings. The
new day will soon have begun. Soon,
the alarm, it will sound. New
hope, in the day to be found. -
Charlie’s
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