Night, and Day....
poem by:
Frank Hornby .
Written
on Apr 20, 2017
"Where do I go, when night time calls? When I drift off to sleep, when the darkness falls. Unconscious, and helpless, I lie there in state, not knowing if I'll wake up, unaware of my fate. Lost in my dreams, in another world that seems so real, my mind won't switch off, sometimes pain I do feel. But once again the sun rises, another day soon dawns, slowly I wake up, with stretches, and yawns, ready to face the events of a new day, It really is great to be alive!.....that's all I can say."
Tags: happy, rhyme, confused, weird,
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Cecilia Crasto commented:
And you say it very well Frank, we just have to be grateful to wake up, and give thanks for a new day, some never do but, I think when the time comes we will welcome the next phase...fascinating.
Frank Hornby .
commented:
....Sleep really is a mystery.....one third of our lives are spent unconscious.....
Christopher Russon
commented on Feb 18, 2019 at 8:47pm
Excelent poem as always Frank.Dreams take us to many places then we wake up to reality.
Frank Hornby .
commented on Feb 19, 2019 at 7:45pm
I can never understand dreams, and why they can seem so real......sometimes I'm woken up by my wife ....snapping me out of some frightening experience!......very strange....thanks for reading Chris...ðŸ‘ðŸ»
