Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Short Poem of the Night

Bedtime for weary souls I think. Been a hard day.
Enjoy and goodnight...


Too tired to sleep
and the fire burns.
In days to pass
much will happen, still
I wonder -
will it be worth the while?
My eyes see roads expand
and burn.
Too tired to compute.
this is heaven -
a comfy bed and a cover
for my weariness.