Raising Kids

A human body's quantity 

for hours asleep per day

Is one way to keep tabs on health

If I could think that way.  

But truth is all I'd really want was

Twilight to descend

And Mr. Sandman to come in

To make the madness end. 

Circadian rhythm was so fucked

I simply did not care

That Starbucks opened at 6 am,

I'd wait outside and stare. 

But,

A joyful world I dwelled therein where 

All my drive was spent,

And happiness bursts forth just while

I'd build another bedsheet tent. 

So pushing down the rising feeling

So much in my mind 

That all of me I gave to her 

So older she would find...

That I was present in all ways

Someone could ever be. 

And leaving sleep so much behind

So she'd remember me.