On Going to Bed Without Dessert
by
Greg Pincus
My brain's full of sundaes and thick, creamy shakes.
My thoughts drift to cookies and pastries and cakes.
I'm thinking of donuts. My head swims with pies.
I see piles of candy when I close my eyes.
And pudding! There's pudding in bowls ten feet deep.
I guess Mom was right - sugar's why I can't sleep.
Happy Poetry Friday once again. This week's roundup is over at Today's Little Ditty thanks to Michelle. There's always great stuff every week... and it's National Poetry Month so you really have no excuses not to visit. (Cake image, by the way, courtesy of the generator at RedKid.Net)
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Awesome, what I'd give for a lie in, or even a whole nights sleep lol.
I love it!
Fun poem. I love it. My favorite lines: There’s nothing that’s better than waking at 10
Then rolling right over and snoozing again.
My daughter says her best sleep is at 10.
Sleeping in?
Good grief--what's that?
I wouldn't know:
I have a cat.
I'm with you, Catherine. I'm with you. And Doraine... my best sleep used to be at 10, now I hope for 6 :-)
Thanks, too, Deborah, for giving me another reason to keep cats afar. I mean, dogs NEVER wake you up!
Hmmm... tell that to MY dogs. Fun poem - thanks for sharing! :0)
I plan to sleep in almost every day this week. Thanks for the inspiration
Hee hee--yesterday was my kids' first day off from school. Early Bird did what he always does; Night Owl had to be roused at 10:10 when her friend arrived at the door. Me, I achieved 7:15 today! (with the help of Tylenol PM). My word verification is "warmous," which is what sleeping in sounds like.
Love this poem!! Makes me want to be a teenager again. I still remember the first summer I came home from college and slept nearly the whole first day I was home. I wish I still had that luxury!