Another sleepless night Where I seek to dream and yet I am awake. Sighing at ungrateful pillow. Wandering in my mind over and over. Endless tossing, turning. Can't stop thinking. Seems unending as the clock berates me in the night over and over. Out of my bed, I stumble. Perhaps a nice stroll will lead me to slumber? Yet here I am, still awake.
I don't dabble in free verse often. I wrote this some time ago and never thought much of it. It is fitting at this time of night though, so I thought I'd share it. um...g'night. LOL
great poem, I like to know that I'm most definetly not the only one who has sleepless night's. but I guess that's when I write the most. Well said Tracie So sorry to hear about you mum I hope she is well.