While sleep continues to elude me
I try to remember days less moody.
I’m certain there was a time long ago
When I didn’t swing quite so ‘to and fro’…
The life I had back ‘in the days’
Were full of friends, dinners, plays;
A time when I was more relaxed
Happy, carefree, less perplexed.
But none of the things from then I’d trade
For the life into which I’ve now forayed.
I wouldn’t give up the littlest bits
Of the memories I have with my own four kids.
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