Dear Bed,
You are always so comforting and inviting,
As I sit late at night doing homework,
it seems as though you are calling to me.
I wish that I could find refuge in your restful abode,
Numbers, problems, words, begin to whirl in front of my eyes,
as my head nods heavily, and my eyelids droop lower and lower,
Bed, O sweet bed, the homework will have to wait till tomorrow.