Bedtime
Is it too early to go
To bed before sundown
Without saluting lunar moon
Who might then wear a frown
If ignored and not welcomed in
As eye lids start to drop
Is it too early? Is it? Is it?
Or can I go and flop?
Is it too early to go
To bed before sundown
Without saluting lunar moon
Who might then wear a frown
If ignored and not welcomed in
As eye lids start to drop
Is it too early? Is it? Is it?
Or can I go and flop?
They stand in the street bickering
Remonstrating with tetchy brats
Sit incommunicado in the coffee house
With sleepy children
Nagging, moaning, exhausted
Tired of each other’s company
Yet unable to catch a break
Wishing bedtime would arrive quickly
Desperate for their own space
Yet constrained by duty
Arguing over tomorrow’s schedules
Swimming lesson agendas
And they call this the best time of their life
When the children are young
For how time will fly
And I think …. for their sakes
And maybe mine as well
Thank God!