Treasure Island

Edwina Reizer

(12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

Sleep


When was there a time in my life
when sleep was so easy to do?
I'd close my eyes without a thought
and fall asleep like you.

But enter my mind that's never still
and I replay my daytime's scene.
I try counting slowly and taking deep breaths
and try to wipe the slate clean.

But try as I might I can't erase it
and the hours move so slow.
In the morning I'm so exhausted
but I make myself get up and go.

Usually by three in the afternoon
I'm able to take a nap.
That's about the only time anymore
I can remove my thinking cap.

When was there a time in my life
when sleep was so easy to do?
I guess it was when I was very young,
before I ever met you.

Submitted: Monday, May 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013

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  • Patricia Grantham (5/18/2013 5:16:00 PM)

    A truly enjoyed poem. Sleep doesn't always come easy
    when there is so many thoughts of the day. We have
    to erase some of them and it will be just a bit easy.
    Nicely written. (Report) Reply

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