For no apparent reason…
I seem to have entered the season…

Of counting sheep
Because I cannot sleep.

For goodness sake…
Why am I awake?

I always woke up feeling revived
Because of sleep I was never deprived.

But now it is irritating at best
Not being able to rest.

But taking a pill…
Is against my will

Not always is there a forewarning…
Of the lousy feeling when you wake up in the morning.

If I only knew
What else to do!

At times I am close to a panic attack
I want my previously sleeping habit back.

I have tried different modalities
To deal with my sleeping abnormalities.

But now I can pause…
I have been able to recognize the cause.

This sleepless phase…
Is part of old age

So I am sure more sleep I will miss
And accept “it is what it is”.