Angela Wybrow Poems
A Headful Of Thoughts
I'm lying here, wide awake
Trying hard to get some sleep;
But my brain is totally buzzing,
So it's useless counting sheep!
My mind is manically racing,
Thinking of words and ideas;
I think of the sad poem that I just wrote,
And my eyes suddenly fill up with tears.
I need to get some sleep,
As I'm actually pretty tired;
But my brain is so alive:
Like, it's been electrically wired!
Many times, I've had new thoughts,
And jumped out of my cosy bed,
To quickly grab a pen and paper,
And jot them down before they leave my head. ...
As I waited at Andover Station,
My mind was full of anticipation.
There I stood upon Platform Two,
And, inside of me, the excitement grew.
That excitement, I could barely contain,
As my eyes fell upon the approaching train.
Two bright headlights raced down the track;
Of delight in my heart, there was no lack.
For my Dad's family, I was waiting;