Alas the night
The inevitability of laying down
To rest, to possibly
Bring back, rejuvenate
One old, worn body
But the hope of sleep
Is elusive
Anticipating pain
And then some pain
Shooting out of the dark
With no warning
The night so long
Becomes even longer
Will it ever end
Will the dawn’s light bring comfort
More like dawn will
End the dread of pain
Pain is there but
Daylight distracts
The morning offers hope
And hope is all I have

FXC 6/1/16