Insomniac
By Kittie
I lay in bed and count the sheep I’m trying but can get no sleep The time is now half past 4 When I hear a noise at door Who could it be at this hour I get up and my mood turns sour I open door and all I see is nothing – nothing I can see I lay back down to resume the count By now I start to have my doubt As I see the approach of Dawn Thoughts of Joy are dead and gone Written December 2nd, 2001 © on Dec 02 2001 01:51 PM PST 10 • 0
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"I lay in bed and count the sheep..."