David Mitchell

Rookie - 123 Points (20/12/1988 / Colchester)

Sleep - Poem by David Mitchell

A welcome drowsiness
Descends from heaven
Between the hours
Of ten and eleven;
And I find in this weariness
The toils of the day
With an overwhelming bleariness
Are melted away.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 4, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 21, 2010

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