NaPoWriMo Day 7: Sleep
Sleep
in my youth you never seemed
to leave me
little hands clung to your
immenseness
your rhythmic patterns
helped me grow
in my rebellious days I ignored you
to watch monster marathons
little thought was given as I
neglected
your warm embrace and
helpful nature
in my too tired heart I would like
to hold you for a just a
little longer drinking in your
essence
your touch is a distant memory
help me get back
to you
Here's to time management and getting a good nights' rest.
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