January 14, 2015

The Sandman didn't come last night
He tried with all his might
Sometimes, he can't make it
And when that happens
just grin and bear it
Perhaps he will come tomorrow
For the eyes are oh! so heavy!

9 comments:

Gail said...

Hi Anne - sending peaceful, calm thoughts so you find restful sleep tonight.
Love Gail
peace.....

Margie said...

Cute little poem!
I too had a sleepless night.
Hope the sandman comes tonight.
Smiles ...

Karen Jones Gowen said...

Ah, I've had too many nights like this! An afternoon nap might help if you can squeeze it in. Sweet dreams!

Robyn Campbell said...

Hehehe, love it, Anne. I've had about five out of seven of those. UGH. Here's to great sleep for the both of us.

Anne said...

Thanks,Gail for your peaceful and calm thoughts. Glad to see you hear.

Anne said...

Glad you liked my poem, Margie. Smiles right back at you!

Anne said...

Thanks, Karen. Glad you stopped by.

Anne said...

Roybn, always nice to hear your thoughts on my writing. Thanks, my friend.

Jemma@athomewithjemma said...

Anne,
I have been looking through your posts and enjoying your writing so very much.
This Sandman poem reminds me of a bedtime story that my Mom used to tell me and then I told my children.
Looking forward to reading more of your creative writing!
Thank you for your visit and I am following you along too!
Hugs,
Jemma

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