My Sleepy Weekend
On Friday I came home from class
and sauntered straight to bed
No thoughts of how much time would pass
before I raised my head.
I briefly stirred on Saturday
from long, delicious sleep,
but chose to close my eyes and stay
in bed a-counting sheep.
Then Sunday came, and more I snored
asleep all day, it seems,
but never bored as I explored
the luscious Land of Dreams.
It’s Monday morn, and one might hope
I’d rise from bed with ease.
But am I done with napping? Nope.
Just five more minutes, please.