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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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.