A poem a day for the month of April, National Poetry Writing Month |
| I'll Try Again Bedtime once more, the fight begins. It's prime to get a good night's sleep, instead, my mind's alert on pins and needles with thoughts in a heap. Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I weep. I think, I read, or watch TV, trying to distract, seeking the deep REM to set my weary brain free. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▶︎ |