It Is Time For Bed

Nothing You Can Say Or Do Will Change My Mind

The minutes pass as the clock reads 2:32 A.M.

I am fired up as I get my second wind

As I sit behind the computer and type

Where are you going ?

I asked my wife as she shuffled her slippers passed

To bed where else would I be going?

Do you know what time it is?

I do but I thought you could stay up with me

We're both off tomorrow

We can both sleep late

As I hear one final goodnight

I think now that's not right

She should be right by my side as my guide

Then I think again this is real life

So I qickly adjust to the situation

I go over and crawl into bed with my wife

By now she is snuggled tight under the sheets

She doesn't move one inch

I am tired tomorrow is another day

Honey I love you and I am here just to scratch your back

Just the way you like it

Doesn't that feel good

Uh - huh

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Just a little to the left

No over

No over a little more

Ah -huh

My wifes body stiff as a board still with her eyes closed as if they were glued shut

So I layed their next to her until she fell off to sleep

I was writing so good I hope I don't lose my train of thought

Well somethings we do not because we have to

We do it because it is just the right thing for the moment

So after scratching her back for almost an hour I dosed my eyes

Before long I was fast asleep

Then out of the blue something woke me

I slowly climbed out of bed not to disturb her

I walked over to the computer with sleepy eyes and a yawn

The time read 4:44

Hi mom I said out loud

Ever since my mom passed four months ago

Every so often when I check the time

I see times like 10:10, 11:11, 12:12, 1:11, 2:22, 3:33, and 4:44

All during the day

So I lke to think it is mom checking up on me to see if I'm o.k.

As I read the next few lines all my fears were erased

My story wrote itself

I had started to write as if I had never left

I was so lucky

My heart skipped a beat just experiencing the new joy

So I began to write with the quiet and peacefulness that is hard to explain

Then it was not even a minute

Our quiet little house turned into a whole different place

My wifes snoring something she never ever really does

Unless she is dead tired

Now I can hear the hallway vibrate from her echo

The bathroom door goes in and out just like in the cartoons

Well thank god for i-tunes where we can tune out any sound in seconds

Aaahhhh now this is me being me

To all those who are tired I wish you a wonderful nights rest

Then for those who are awake press on and tap those keys

We write for ourselves because it is for us we secretly want to please


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asfi55 3 years ago from USA

An interesting piece. Voted up ! I find it intriguing!


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DREAM ON 3 years ago Author

asfi55 I tell the story of my life with some added extras.Thanx for reading and sharing.


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asfi55 3 years ago from USA

Thank you it was great to read and see your perspective. Take care.


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billybuc 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

I think you speak for a great many writers with this piece...and I love the last sentence. So true!


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DREAM ON 3 years ago Author

asfi55 We have a lot of stories and poems to share lets not stop here.Thanx for taking the time out of your busy day.billybuc I am just trying to make it all work.Trying every way I can and diving into never never land.Thanx so much for reading and sharing more knowledge than meets the eye.I love every opportunity just to say hi.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

You got that right. Moms pass on but they are always somewhere nearby looking over us. That's the place to be - at the comp - when you can't sleep. Sometimes the best creativity takes over.


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DREAM ON 3 years ago Author

Gypsy Rose Lee A mom is always a mom so loving and sweet.I think of her often and wonder what she would want me to do.Then I get an answer Do what you want and make people happy along the way.What else is life really about.The answer seemed so clear.Only mothers can give that advice.I love you mom and missing you doesn't bring you back.So for all those who have lost someone so dear it is time to move on and live yorur life for you and remember the good memories too.I am so thankful that I can express my thoughts in my writings to all the people who want to read.Thanx as always for reading and spending time with a story or poem of mine.Enjoy your day and make it a pleasant one.


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epigramman 3 years ago

Well I would have to 'dream on' to write one as good as this. I loved the dry humor and the narrative quality of your poetry in monologue form. It's a sheer work of genius in epi's humble opinion and I must say we have similar styles, lol.

Sending you my sincere warmest wishes and good karma from lake erie time ontario canada 9:13pm and I must come back and read more but

I am off to work in a little bit


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DREAM ON 3 years ago Author

epigramman I can't tell you what it means to me to see you reading and understanding my poems and stories. I write from the heart and what flows.I read all my writings to my wife first she is my sounding board.Sometimes my wife shakes her head and says I just don't get it.It's too deep for me.I don't change my stories because it felt right in that moment.So then I thought I might be the only one who gets it.I can live with that.Just maybe someone out there is off the wall and understands my thoughts and my dreams.Then to see you actually like my style now my wife tells me I am going to have trouble putting my hat on because you gave me a big head.I enjoy your writing style so much and I try to read more of your stories but I get no writing done.I try to reach a happy medium.Read and write a little .When I am writing my fingers don't want to stop.I love your ending to everything you write it is so unique and wonderful. So for one time I will copy you in honor of all your great comments,I hope you don't mind.I just had to try it. Sending you my sincere warmest wishes and good karma from Maine 12:51 and I will find it in my power to read much much more but as you know work calls and I am soon to follow.. Thanx so much for all your wonderful comments.May life be exciting and new and filled with every dream you can possibly imagine.

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