She woke up, this morning,
At 3 am, so clueless,
So sleepy, but sleepless,
"Go to sleep, with my teddy hug",
Said teddy, but those attempts, was useless.
Her mom came in, this morning,
"Good morning, wake up my darling",
While she was wide awake, trying hard,
To go back to sleep, with a teddy hug,
At the door she heard, her Jenny bark.
While she sits, in the dark,
She peeps outside, to find the stars,
Instead she sees, the rays of the sun,
"God, please let, this day be fun",
On her feet, she starts the run.
Off to work, in a speedy bus,
At the annoying hour, of Mr. Rush,
She saw a road, so quiet and dull,
It's time to sleep, it's okay, but how?
There was a lot on the internet, a lot to be done.
Scrolling the feed, up and down,
Listening to, her favorite song,
Ms. Sleep began, to shut the lids,
While the mobile escaped, her fingertips,
Her friend told her, it's time to get off.
In an almost empty, building she sits,
With a laptop on, and a mind that's lit,
To write me down, but workloads exist,
So, she added to her work, to count every minute,
What else can you expect, on a day like this?
-Debra R. N. Ludwick-
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