Morning Wake Poem by Reginald Francois

Oh how I want to sleep
But the mornings quickly creep
With rays of monstrous light
Which completely kill my night

So a pillow over head is my trick
To fool my body into a sleep so thick,
That I think it is still night
And I end up every morning with an internal fight

So my mind is totally a wake
But my body refuses to shake
Says one more hour, please! ! ! !
Don't let the sleep fly like leaves

Don't let sleep leave our sight
For to wake is really a fright
Then we must deal with reality
Which can be such a tragedy

But reality is sometimes great
Sometimes is a gamblers fate
But in the end my bed and I depart
Only together during the darkest part