Sleeping, Or Not

Full moon
I lie awake at night
the full moon overhead.
I really should be sleeping
all curled up in my bed.

Instead my mind is wandering
thoughts running to and fro.
I wish I could be sleeping
and snoring nice and low.

I wander round the household
checking dogs and cats.
They're all happily sleeping
all snug upon their mats.

Me, I sip some water
and play upon the keys,
while thinking about sleeping
not getting any z's.

The hours pass by slowly
while that moon plays above.
I think I might try sleeping
and curl up with my love.

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Poetry

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