For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2016 – Day 12 (not to prompt)
It’s four o’clock and I cannot sleep,
Brain drifting, thinking, running deep,
Muscles tight and spasms hard,
Wish I could this leg discard.
Busy day behind me falls,
One ahead to answer calls,
Any and all, come on, I’ll cope,
With a dash of power and strength and hope.
© Copyright 2016 Robin McShane