Faraway in memories deep,
I've given up on counting sheep,
My brain is working overtime,
Endless thoughts invade my mind.
I then decide to write a poem,
I'm so pleased how well it's going,
Lines flow freely into verse,
I'm mesmerised and so immersed.
My work is finally complete,
Think it's time to get my sleep,
For now I'm well and truly shattered,
But satisfied that's all that matters.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delightful piece..... wonderful to read.....