Middle of the Night (Original Poem)
In the middle of the night
I sit and write by the lamplight
My dog napping on the chair beside me
I feel the chill of the air conditioned air
The soft neck-tickle of my hair
And the pull of sleep to the nth degree
While entranced by the computer screen
I struggle to obey the inevitable urging
From my humaness calling for sleeping
In the middle of the night
Still, I write until the morning light
When the sun peaks over the horizon
My eyelids bobbing like a beacon
Beckoning the dreams that await
Behind them in the dream state
Following their lead I finally heed
Welcoming the sleep that I need
My dog sleeping beside me
By: Amarie
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Nice poetry...👌👌
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Great poem @amarie. Thanks for sharing your talent with us. 🤓
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Nice poem, simple and something many of us can relate to :)
I appreciate you reading it. Thanks!