Peace
Some days seem short, some days seem long, Some days don't want to end... Then we feel weak instead of strong, No longer to pretend. A sudden yawn, a droopy head, Then heavy eyelids prove It's time for us to go to bed, While we've got strength to move! So up the stairs we plod once more, A second yawn to share, Perhaps to kneel upon the floor To offer God a prayer... Then all at once, the lights go out And forty winks begin Beneath the blankets all about, Wrapped tight to keep us in... I need my... Sign in to see full entry.