Stupd O’Clock🥲

He is beaming his bedtime yawning frown all through the night

And though I shut my tired eyes so consciously tight

Sleeplessness is my long hard constant fight..

I do not like to lie in my bed

With this wide awake weary head

Oh how I wish I was sleeping instead

Lost in a slumberland dreaming a fantasy thread..

Yet this is the story of my life

I am an overthinking active wife

Where circumstances can cut up and spread like a sharpened knife