I wonder why eyes get tired
Tired of looking out
Tired of seeing
Tired of observing
Tired of life no doubt
Tired eyes reflect back at me
Although it is only early
Too early to bed
Too early to rise
Why give out on me so soon?
Did I over work you at the beach
Studying stand up paddle boarders?
Or was it the trawler leaving port
That caused you a case of exhaustion?
I know that my eyes demand a rest
And computer time just don’t cut it
So off to bed, my eyes to rest
I guess now I have an excuse
Let the stories run loose, no need for vision
Characters can frollick in waves of grass
Wars can wager, heros not victims
Evil dies and freedom rules
No vision needed, tired eyes can rest
A good excuse to daydream
And work on plots and story lines
‘Til I drift off to dreamland.