Sleepy Poem
While I watch you sound asleep
I pray to GOD your soul to keep
With covers pulled tight ‘neath your chin
Still not sleepy I wonder when
The hands on the clock point 3 am
Oh how I long for R .E. M.
a nod a yawn anything ‘ill do
Just to lay snug next to you
So for now I write it true
this sleepy poem called
I love you
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