Bedtime Thoughts

Down the gutter raindrops fall —

listening — can’t sleep at all. 

I wish I had more time today. 

I worked, and cooked… but want to play. 

Creative thoughts run through my head. 

Should I get up? Or stay in bed?

My eyes are heavy, sleep is near,

but I resist and try to steer

my mind to something more productive…

sleep is just so damn seductive. 

Will tomorrow have the space

to let me find a better pace? 

I want to write, to plant, and ride,

but all day I just work inside. 

Can’t hold off sleep much longer now…

the thoughts still come, but slow somehow. 

Until daybreak stay organized.

We’ll meet again more energized.