A Poem by Steve Kittell



The time of the day that’s bittersweet

Resting our heads, eyes and feet

Day’s not over much left to do

Watch TV or go to the zoo


I’m not tired, it’s not too late

Just a few hours, that’ll be great

I’ll clean my room, music down low

Fold some laundry, put on a show


So many things better than sleep

Reading a book, taking a leap

Or have a snack in candlelight

Why must we always waste our night


I’m not ready for bedtime yet

I might miss things that I’ll regret

Things are missed when you close your eyes

Can’t see stars or watch the sunrise


If nights awake I’d sleep all day

I’ll have no time for friends or play

I guess if there’s a choice to make

I’ll sleep at night, spend day awake

The End


© 2014 Steve Kittell

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Added on September 17, 2014
Last Updated on September 18, 2014
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Steve Kittell
Steve Kittell

In the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RI

Having suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more..