In Desperate Need of a Power Nap

a humorous look at the latter half of some of my days

As much as I may be reticent to admit it

I’m not as young as I once was

I’m not put out to pasture by any means

But I can’t see any hour of night simply just because

Not ten years ago I would easily pull an all-nighter

Getting two or three hours, maybe no sleep at all

Today I’d be absolutely useless

With less than six hours of good sleep I’d fall

I can still run when I’m prompted

Though I may regret it tomorrow

I can give as good as I get in the moment

Next day I’m drowning in sorrow

I’m not ready to give up my resilience

I should have more energy than this

But try as I might I still want a nap

Behind my eyelids lost in sweet bliss

There is no respite from my woes

I am on the downhill slide through time

My focus I must keep till tonight I do rest

Until then I’ll slump down in my chair and whine