Let not the night play its tune out.
Oh let that deep sleep endure,
Sweet dreams where I did shout
That seemed to grip me so sure.
And let not my stamina fail
Under the covers I have warm feet
For the weakness of the night prevail,
This morning is too early to greet.
The morning comes with such speed,
The glinting light through the blinds,
The morning's activities I must seed
And start upon that daily grind.
Shall I roll over for here to stay?
And force the night to more play
Or go sure footed into the day
And let come by what may.
Many mornings I just turn over and go back to sleep for awhile. The night goes by too quickly. a nice wrie
Ahh yes, the days at school where some just feel like turning over and falling straight back not sleep under their warm covers :) I am the same. Great poem :) -W
Love the third stanza. Sleep is extremely important. I like the 8-hour concept. This is a beautiful poem.
it touched my heart: ') 10/10
It is always better to go walk into the day when the light lights up the earth. I liked the concluding stanza very much.
Lovely poem, ! Beautiful.
nice to catch your poem here on contest n my pleasure to vote on it........: -)
Beautiful poem..Each lines well expressed. Loved reading it.
Beautiful words rolling! :) _SOul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
A well constructed i really enjoyed reading...