Elusive Sleep

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Sleep eludes
hides in covers
tossed and turned
mind full of chatter
time stuck in we morning hours.
Bed no longer a place to rest
I rise to start my day
listening to the crowing cock
who also starts his day too early.
Then I find God waiting to speak to me
and I smile, happy to be awake
in these quiet hours.

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