I won't sleep much tonight -- too much tea
And too much am I filled with thoughts
which occupy that part of my brain that refuses to shut off.
I won't wake up late -- not enough day
to allow myself to sleep in till noon
and miss the early hours in which the day blooms.
Without much sleep and with eyes scarcely open
Umbrella in hand, braving the city rain
Though my bed is warm and inviting --
Outside adventure waits.