in the cover's pillow under head, sandman's comin, good night to loved one's said . . . . a gentle stretch of legs as toes touch the end, out in the open asleep mind chill's they send . . . . a surreal ahhh crosses dormant thought, then conscious says what you forgot . . . . a stirr as ur ready for that late night flight, settle back in the pillow as wake's that you fight . . . . it's now 3:02 hmmm another restless night:)
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
Years ago many a night as such. A moment of reflection:)
andrew149Southbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England UKOct 15, 2009
hmmmmmm had a few of those myself my friend, usually cos of something not done or said, so self inflicted in my case, thankyou bentlee, a good read...........andrew.
Self inflicted happens for sure Andrew, an your're not alone there, yet sometimes our surroundings can leave unfinished business too eh:) ty for your thought's my friend.
aware3navarre, Florida USAOct 15, 2009
Sort of feelin this one Bentlee, lately ! Oh staying up much later than usual. Where has Mr. Sand man been hiding ? aware3 I need some
sshoreHyderabad, Telangana IndiaOct 16, 2009
very well put only for me its real had this experience once thankyou and bless you.
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I need some
thankyou and bless you.