The hour has come for me to sleep
Another marathon, mine to keep
The night is dark the body tired,
What once was alive is now expired
What once I kept, I now delete
I am off to bed to sleep
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
The hour has come for me to sleep
Another marathon, mine to keep
The night is dark the body tired,
What once was alive is now expired
What once I kept, I now delete
I am off to bed to sleep
Love the rhythmic lull to this poem, like a lullaby.
Think it sums-up so cleverly just how we were all feeling.