She just settled down as her bod hit the wall.
When out in the hallway there arose such a clatter,
I struggled to the walker to see what’s the matter.
Slowly dragging my torso my eyes like two holes,
Banged my toe on the wheel my ankle then rolls.
The clock glowing brightly the time I would know,
It’s two in the morning and my body won’t go.
When what to my twitching left eye should appear,
It’s one of the twins shivering in fear.
Tapping the floor with two little feet and he’s moving so quick
Oh please Lord don’t tell me tonight he is sick.
More louder than dinosaurs his run as he came,
He shook and he shouted his dreams’ claim to fame.
Darth Vader, an alien, some monsters and a mummy,
He’s scared out of his wits and now sick to his tummy.
Back to his bunk climbing up from the wall,
Please get away from me monsters please get away all.
The terror continued and he thought he would die,
When he gets this worked up he’ll usually cry.
So back down the hallway the little guy flew
If he’s awake I may as well be too.
I glanced at my wife still purring with sleep,
I scowled at Michael to make no more peep.
As I gathered myself and was turning around,
I tripped on the dogs toys consuming the ground.
The dog never moved sleeping sound head to paw
His belly was upright and I was in awe.
A bundle of fur he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a person asleep in my sack.
So off to the bunk bed my listless body not merry,
My legs like two boners and almost as hairy.
We crawled in the bottom this bed for me not fun,
Just me and my buddy so close together were like one.
It’s now almost three and soon will be morning,
My dear son I love you but would rather be snoring.
Some cuddling, caressing, rubbing and such,
The dream of these monsters was plainly too much.
By four in the morning and sleep out of sight,
I figured some TV would do him just right.
He tiptoed downstairs as he went all alone,
And although he just loves me and puts me on the throne,
Accompaniment downstairs with MS just aint happinin,
I figured once more he’d probably be crappin.
Now finally alone and two hours will come work,
If I don’t catch some z’s surely ill be a jerk.
As my eyes start to shut there commences a beeping
The fire alarm battery is dead on the ceiling,
And it’s obvious this night there will be no more sleeping.
Back in the day I would fly to my feet,
To Moses forty years in the desert my thoughts do turn,