A Letter to the Sandman

Oh Mr. Sandman please bring me a dream. Let me sleep through the night just one time even if I don't dare to dream at all. So many sleepless nights spent tossing and turning wandering if you will ever show your face so that I may be able to catch some sleep. I wonder how you do it? How are you able to grant so many people sleep while the rest of us are too restless to close our eyes even for a minute? An old wives tale says that when you can't sleep it is due to someone thinking about you. If that's true then do you ever get sleep? Surely you must not because I know when I can't sleep you are the first person that comes to mind that might help me sleep. With just a sprinkle of sand you are able to make the restless rest. Even when our minds are overworking and too excitedly anxious about something coming up in our lives or not being able to get comfortable in our beds. Even when our dreams turn to nightmares and wake us so we can't go back asleep. You are the one that is their and are able to with just a sprinkle of sand make us drift off into slumber. Mr. Sandman you truly are a blessing and a curse. You are a blessing for those nights we simply can crash on our beds and a curse when we are unable to sleep just a wink. How do you decide who gets to sleep and who doesn't? Is there a naughty and nice list for sleepers? Or is it just a cruel game you play with everyone to keep things interesting? If only it were that simple and you were a god that controlled things like that and played cruel games on your believers. But you are not a god, you are someone that we blame when we simply can't sleep. So Mr. Sandman if you truly exist please give this troubled sleeper a dream.