My arms are drooping
I’m continuously yawning
I feel okay but so lethargic
It’s impossible to think
To move an inch
Or to do anything more
But sit and rest
I’m exhausted; can’t think my best
I think that I should go relax
Maybe even take a nap
I’ve learned my lesson not to stay up till four
And then get up at six to head out the door!
(Published in Print in 'DeSSerted Island: Poem Collection' - 2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem, thank you for sharing it with us. Waiting for more poems by you; -)
Thanks for your comment! I know it's been three years, but I have posted some more poems recently if you want to check them out :)