Sleepless Nights

A poem about childhood sleep

I lie awake in the dark of night Counting sheep, stars, or anything in sight But sleep eludes me like a fleeting dream I toss and turn, restless and uneasy

I long for the days of my childhood sleep When I would drift into slumber deep No worries, no stress, no troubles to keep Just sweet dreams and peaceful sleep

Now I face the challenges of adult life Work, bills, deadlines, and sometimes strife I struggle to balance my time and energy I often neglect my health and sanity

I wish I could reclaim my childhood sleep When I would wake up feeling fresh and upbeat No grogginess, no fatigue, no need for caffeine Just natural vitality and enthusiasm