It’s late.
Oh great!
Why am I up at this hour?
Do I not have the power?
To sleep
or
keep
the thoughts from my head.
So many things to think about,
as the day draws near.
I wonder.
I fear.
Father to be.
Yes, that’s me.
My son should be here soon.
How will my days be?
or
My nights like these?
I guess you can tell.
Random thoughts are rattling my head.
I will shut it down now,
though sleep seems so far away.
A Poetry Journey 
Comments
2 responses to “Poem – 2 in the morning.”
ooooh how I love this. And yes you better get some sleep! Thanks for the smile this morning
Sure. Up last night and the poem just hit me. I am glad it made you smile.