Deep Night Slumber
I stumble upon an instinct and it telling me,
“Gotta rest, too tired to move on”
As my instincts controlled my body to function on it’s own
It moves to any surface that could be used as a resting place.
I close my eyes and count sheep
One by one each leaping.
By the time I count to 100 or more
All you can see is a peaceful, aloof face and the sound of a snore.
By: Rhonda Khut
(2012)
Created: March 8
