Little creaks amid silence are near
Lying awake with the sounds that I hear
This is the night lying sleepless in bed
Tossing turning should be sleeping instead
Thoughts that are flying so wildly about
Thinking and trying to work everything out
No answers to problems seem to appear
Darkness fading now daylight draws near
Glad it's the weekend just turn around
Slowly drift off my sleep I have found
Resting at last in the warmth of my bed
Stopped thinking, at peace in my head.........zzzzzzz

boy it's hard to get to sleep

Original poem by terencemartin

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