Me and SleepA Poem by T. Jay KeighSleep, what a wonderful thing. Not a thing, but perhaps a person Who nestles me in their arm And lulls me into The recesses of my of mind I find Sleep In many places As I am not picky About location. We can do it anywhere. In front of people, In public places, We don't care. We don't hide Our healthy relationship. So I'll continue to Chase after Sleep Over and over again. I will not lose Sleep To the bitter end. © 2016 T. Jay Keigh |
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