Herman Vahjen, my brother-in-law, penned this great poem, hopefully not because he couldn’t sleep. Enjoy!
On Gaining Sleep
Nor shall I sleep until you say so,
My mind – Keeper of my soul
Busy now sorting insults
I have yet to mend my armor
And tell me what else I need review,
When satisfaction has been gained
And I need fend off sleep no more.
Whisper softly to my mind….it’s done
Then shall sleep prevail
and I will be unaware
Of tribulations yet to come.