The children are sleeping all snug in their bed
while sounds of snoring was right next to my head.
I poked and I prodded my husband so dear
but it seems in mid sleep he can not feel or hear
So up from my bed I arose
wrapped in my blanket and bedtime clothes
I poured me some milk so that I might induce sleep
but alas I am a failure at counting those silly sheep.
I opened up the lap top with its glowing screen
and what before my wondering eyes was to be seen
You tube videos of cute little kittens
some had even lost their mittens
Facebook status updates were not to be found
it seems that no one is around.
So here I sit typing this nonsense thread
when really I should be sleeping in my bed.
original poem written by Thelma S...at 4:40 am when nothing makes sense anyway.