Old House ~ Photo by Patrice

Sleepy tired
Worry wakes me in the night
Toss turn
Feeling no sleep
As anguish plays on my sleepless stage
In a darkness with no saving light.

Maybe in the morning
All will be clear
A path opening up, a way from here to there
But tonight greeted with only so many questions
Keeping me sleepy tired
In a dim, dark hopeless night.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017