Sweet Dreams

February 23, 2016

All I need in life is one thing.

Oh and what joy it brings.

After a long hard day,

Up the stairs I went on my way.

Dragging my body along like a slug,

Oh how I could collapse right here on this rug.

I managed with all of my might

To hold back the tears of such a lovely sight.

For there, lying on my bed;

Is the most beautiful object for which I rest my head.

As I lay my head on this plush perfection I seem to have forgotten,

My ear pressed against the cool untouched cotton.

Reminds me how all the complications of the day

Will, with a dream, whist away.

I look forward to the time when my mind can truly roam free

And there are no high school students around to judge me.

A time when I can do the impossible.

And a time when my mind is unstoppable.

In my sleep I toss and turn but do not wake

My head supported by my best friend, a bond one cannot break.

He fills every curve in my neck

And unknowingly reduces my health care check

Oh what a beautiful gift God did give,

For without my pillow, I fear I simply could not live.

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