My bedcover, red with white birds flying. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.
I know I ought to go to bed
When night time cleaners clear my head
Yet every night I stay up late
I've thoughts to write which cannot wait
I'm trying to give life meaning
I love the quiet of the night
Protect laughter, stop life's screaming
Postpone facing traffic noise, light
And yet I know that I'm stealing
Hours which belong to tomorrow
Like taking two biscuits, chocolates
Means less later, to my sorrow
Some say you steal from life's end
If in your youth sleep hours you spend
Who knows what fate will throw my way
I'll grab another hour today.
-ends.
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