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Tuesday, 28 May 2013

On Sleeping In

By Marc Leavitt of Marc Leavitt's Blog

From grammar school to my sheepskin,
My greatest joy was sleeping in.
I always thought it rude, and odd,
To have to leave the Land of Nod.

The Army rose at reveille,
Too early for the likes of me.
But I awoke, my slumber lorn,
Not my best plan to start the morn.

When I got home and started work,
Alarm clock bells were hard to shirk.
My job began at nine o’clock,
Just one more sheep that joined the flock.

And when I quit, I could foresee
A lot of sleep in store for me;
No early morning race ahead,
I’d snooze and dream away in bed.

But life is full of little jokes,
Seems sleeping late’s for other folks;
I try to sleep in, then I yawn,
And wake to greet another dawn.

[INVITATION: All elders, 50 and older, are welcome to submit stories for this blog. They can be fiction, non-fiction, poetry, memoir, etc. Please read instructions for submitting.]

Posted by Ronni Bennett at 05:30 AM | Permalink | Email this post


Yes, Marc, I'm in your club of early risers. I nap like a baby about 8 P.M., but only if the T.V. is blaring away.

I simply loved it. Thank you!

I enjoy your poems. Read them on TGB when I wake up and hit the computer, around 5 A.M.

Wonderful poem, Marc. It caused me to visit your blog and enjoy several more. I'll continue to do that in the future.

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