Hour Twenty-Four – Above Image Prompt

 

The Best Naps

 

The best naps I’ve ever had

Were never on my bed

Where the duvet is warm, the sheets are clean

And pillows under my head.

Head lolling, body sliding sleep

in busses and ‘planes instead.

 

As students burning the midnight oil

We woke up in the morn

on books wet with sleep-soaked-drool

and pages creased and torn.

But fresh, we bounced, and went to class

in yesterday’s clothes we’d worn.

 

Now, when sleep is oft elusive

sometimes I do nap at night

When I fall asleep on the sofa

in the glare of the telly’s bright light

How deep that sleep, regular now

with eyes shut half tight.

 

But then I drag myself to bed

and shut my eyes to sleep

Alas, I’m wide awake now

and begin to count them sheep

All night long, I long for that nap

the memory of sleep so deep.