Once upon a dream

stars are still unseen.

Covers pulled up to my chest

to sleep, a chance to rest.

The day begins, my work is done,

others work has just begun.

I have errands to do but they need to wait

snow is falling and I got home late.

In four hours I will wake,

bills from my account money will take.

Another shift of eight I’ll go,

travel an hour to work through snow.

Eight turns to sixteen to twenty-four to thirty-two,

I drive the hour home my “day” is through.

Into the sunlight I emerge

My spirits lifted my endorphins surge.

I breath the fresh air, I bask in the light,

how quickly day comes from the night.

My children await me at the door,

I need sleep but my children need me more.