Sleepless Poem by Edwina Reizer

Sleepless



How many sheep have jumped the fence
as I lie in bed wide-awake?
More than the wooly herd like things
be allowed for goodness sake.

I'm waiting for that black sheep to jump
and give my eyes a break.
But I guess he's lost within the herd
for I find I'm still wake.

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Edwina Reizer

Edwina Reizer

LAKEWOOD, NJ
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