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Counting Sheep
An acrostic poem
By Donna NelsonPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Kiki Falconer on Unsplash
Shit
I can’t sleep
Late at night and I’m awake in bed
Every night I count stupid little sheep
Now I can’t get thee sound “bah” or “meh”, out of my head
Cant believe it is past three, I am up cause I have to pee
Eventually my mind and bladder calms. The sheep are now quiet and I start feel at ease. I start to fall asleep, then my alarm goes off. Shit.
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Donna Nelson
Nurse, Yogi, mom, grandmother ( but the grandkids call be babba),,Writing on the side writing and enjoying it.
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