Monday, 15 June 2020

sleep

Early to bed early to rise

Makes a person healthy, wealthy and wise

Was the doctrine high

Presuming fly to land of dreams

Wishing to forget worries and trouble

Ends tossing and turning all night

While in the bed I sprawl

Closing the eyes in despair

Is it the sleep I wish to know?

 

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