Can’t Sleep.

I lie in bed and rest my head

But sleep is not forthcoming

I stare at the clock that goes tic-tock

The situation is quite bumming.

I toss and turn with grave concern

The clock is not advancing

When morning nears I have my fears

I will not feel like dancing.

Perhaps it’s wise to close my eyes

And say a childhood prayer

For counting sheep I fond no sleep

So in the Lord I place my care.

“Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray to God my soul to take.
If I should live for other days,
I pray the Lord to guide my ways.

Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray to God my soul to take.
If I should live for other days,
I pray the Lord to guide my ways.”