After consecutive nights of disturbed sleep (thanks to our delightful daughter), my despairing brain actually tried to give me some rest last night by dreaming I was in a coffin. Not actually dead, but lying peacefully in an elaborate dragon shaped coffin….. whilst my daughter repeatedly knocked on the coffin lid and shouted at me
I’m looking forward to tonight’s dream, if I’m lucky I’ll be impailed on a spike whilst some small child demands jaffa cakes!
One day I’ll awake and have a great shock
As I jump up from bed at the sight of my clock
It’ll be morning, not night & to my delight
We’ll all have slept right through till it’s light!
No 1am worrying or 2am twitching
..then at 3am..’was that a thumping down in the kitchen??’
…no more nodding off (after being awake since 2)
To hear a 5 am shout…’I need a poo!’
One day we’ll all sleep right the way through
All rested, contented and feeling renewed
But it’ll be Monday I’m certain to bet
And the whole family will have overslept
We’ll burn the breakfast and miss the bus
Be late for school and cause a fuss!
…but for now there’s coffee to give me some zing
I can day dream Santa will bring me some gin!
Or failing that chocolate or maybe some treat
Like a lovely, delightful full nights sleep!
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