Let me sleep

Tossing and turning, brain a whirling.
Covers on, covers off, can't decide which one is worse.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, when will my body stop.
Sleep alludes me, insomnia has me in her grips.

When will she let me go? Will it be tonight? Tomorrow? Next week?
Please, please, please let me sleep.

Garden in bloom

My garden is blooming and it's so lovely to sit in. When it's warm I love to sit and watch the bee's and the butterflies.