Sleep,
Another of the niceties of life,
Right there,
Knocking outside your glazed eyes,
To be let in.
And all your pressing deadlines,
Responsibilities,
The ticking time piece,
Wryly hinting that
There aren’t an abundance of hours
Left to the day at dusk.
You envy the feline
lounging on your couch,
And you long to sleep
To Silent Night.
You only give in,
When the bright screen
Flickers much
‘fore your steady eyes.