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Jan 2015
So I write a
An Ode to a Nap,
Such a silly thing,
I thought was a trap.
So sweetly asked,
Oh how I would insist,
I was quite alright,
No sleep have I missed!

On I would go,
Such a silly boy.
Stubborn and proud,
So lost in my joy,
There is much to see,
The world was so bright,
I can put off resting,
Until later tonight.

How things change,
Now that I'm older,
The bonfire burns now
closer to a smolder,
My desk with files,
My bed so inviting,
I shall rest now,
And later be exciting.

So I find myself,
writing an ode to a nap,
After a long day,
Looking for a gap,
I've made up my mind
To just drop it all,
Warm velvet comfort,
Its the right call.

How so delightful,
A treat before the meal,
Such soft sweet moments,
Such a harmless steal,
A quiet, warm room,
Put a pause on the news,
The world slips away,
As I let myself snooze.
Magnuda
Written by
Magnuda  Lincoln
(Lincoln)   
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