Breeze of the black night blows
Orange light on the white porch glows
Dried up mucus in my nose
That’s how come I know
Falling leaves hit the ground
Silent still without much sound
Rustle rustle crackle pound
Pound pound pounding
Distant TV noise it’s drowning
Heart beat softly in my head
Persistent thoughts make my cool cheeks red
Sleepy eyes half awake
In the morning shovel rake
In the evening hearts will ache
Still I’m sleepy
Heart it aches