War of Wills

[skreyola]

War of Wills

Two wills war within my breast
And can't decide which course is best.
The one would plan for hours of sleep;
The other near you wants to keep.
Their battle fills my heart with tears;
I wish could both wills fulfill,
To stay with you but get sleep still,
And while away the hours, and weeks, and years.

Comments

[h1s_songb1rd]

That poem reminds me of the many countless conversations online I didn't want to interupt to get the necessary sleep. :) *hugs*

[skreyola]

hehehe

[darlacia]

Your little fox is dead. Computer mouse C.P.R didn't help

[skreyola]

hehehehehehehe

*ahem* I mean, poor thing. Poor, poor foxie.