She Sleeps Poem by Phil Soar

I watch as she sleeps the day away
She relinquishes all that the day might bring
I watch as she sleeps the night away
And she hangs on to life like a rusty spring

There seems to be nothing she looks forward to
She has no recollection of what she's been through
And as age has left scars that no make up can hide
She hasn't the will, and has no sense of pride

So she sleeps and she dreams and has limited skills
A mind full of memories, and a drawer full of pills
She no longer keeps pace with hours of decay
And would much rather sleep all her hours away