Crossposted to artspark

It's too early for...

It's too early for sleep.
The sky still holds some light
And the air has a lingering taste of sun-warmed blossoms.

It's too early for sleep.
My mind is buzzing with a million thoughts
And I need to catch them.

It's too early for sleep
Though my eyes are drooping.
I want to play a while longer.

It's too early for sleep,
But sing me a lullaby
And I'll try.