Me and Sleep

Me and Sleep

A Poem by T. Jay Keigh

Sleep, 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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Added on February 29, 2016
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