TO NAP OR NOT TO NAP
H. W. Bryce
Weary of the world, the mind wants to sleep,
Though the day is but half worn, the sunset
Still half a day away. To nap or not
to nap is signalled by a drooping eye
lid, day arguing with night, Mr. Sand
Man versus call to glory. Ah! Glory!
To nap is to miss out on life
And I don’t want to miss out on life
With all its colour and noise,
Its quiet and excitement,
Its ups and downs and all the in-betweens.
I want to share the mix that makes up our day.
I want to savour the flavours of living
To life’s limits; the thrill of discovery,
The possibilities of what I can or could do.
I don’t want to miss out
On meeting fascinating new people,
Coffee-cupping with old friends,
The hugging, the kissing…the hugging!
The pleasure of hugging!
There is so much food for the brain
To be had. So much comfort
In friendship.
Long live friendship!
I want to hear the voices,
I crave to hear your voice.
I need to share the “I love yous.”
I require the colour of your love.
I thrive on the smell of success,
The scent of the trail to new
Discoveries – perhaps a new species
Of flower pansation or carnoslip,
The smell of newly wet moss in the
Rain instead of the odorless cactus.
So, although a nap might refresh
For another few hours, to nap
Or not to nap is but a rhetorical
Question. The answer is obvious.
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