You get no rest
Throughout the night
I hear you talking left and right
Now you’re tired …here comes the light.
You try to function through the day
A nap or two paves the way
To help you stay around and be
Part of our family.
But though you are awake and here
You still linger in a cloud
Where confusion reigns
And lucid times are not allowed.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ October 28, 2012