Sleep first cousin of death.

[M Kirkpatrick]

Sleep, oh first cousin of death
once more we rehearse this
nightly ritual,like some aged
actor,do I know my lines?
I feel you coming dear cousin
where are we going tonight?
Will you get me back in
time to catch the suns
first light.
The world without is
fading,the one within
grows bright,I feel
myself drifting toward
some strange new sight.
Warmest regards Michael.

[Dreamwoven]

"Sleep, first cousin of death",I am at that stage, too. Find myself nodding off at the most inappropriate times. Ah, well...

[M Kirkpatrick]

"Sleep, first cousin of death",I am at that stage, too. Find myself nodding off at the most inappropriate times. Ah, well...

Thanks for your comments Dreamwoven its great to receive feedback, hope you enjoy your day in Sweden, its sunny here today in the UK, in two weeks go to Turkey
for the summer, i should have retired fifty years ago!

[kiz_paws]

Excellent poem, Michael.

[M Kirkpatrick]

Excellent poem, Michael.

Thank you so much for your kindly words kiz paws it so good to get feedback, even better when its positive!

Warmest regards Michael.