When you are tired your mind plays tricks
Tormented by broke things to fix
Thoughts run, stumble, in a hurry
Drag a big file labelled worry
What if I went to bed tonight
Unwashed, but never woke up?
What if there were small but deep holes
Inside every glass and tea cup?
Who would make the breakfast for us
Do washing up? Should I prepare?
Just my husband. Why should I care?
Not my problem. I won't be there.
What if there were poisons
In all chocolate, sweets and cakes?
A tragedy for you and me
Like fake sugar. But we'd lose weight.
What if the day after I died
None of my great poems were read?
I would never know and grieve
I'd be dead, at peace, empty head
But my dear mother always said
Don't cry for strangers far away
Don't make yourself unhappy, dear
Leave yesterday, enjoy today
Think: what if I were praised? Famous?
What if I made a million smile!
Then writing this one ten a.m.
Would all have been really worthwhile
What if I found my dried up pen
Years on, and read this all again
And said, gosh, was this really mine?
I was already clever then!
What happens later, no-one knows
I'll leave behind such pretty clothes
Satins and silk, ribbons and bows
A garden with a perfumed rose
So I shall write about delight
Before I quench the bedside light
Rest in the darkness of kind night
Help my eyes close in soft repose.
-ends-
I changed the line
I was rather clever back then
to read
I was already clever then.
I changed daylight to bedside light.
I changed
Let my eyes close in sweet repose
to read
Help my eyes close in sweet repose.
About Angela Lansbury - my books of poetry
include Poetry Pets & Pests
Poetry Workbook
My latest book, Embarrassing Moments, is on Amazon, at a bargain price of well under ten pounds
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