A Sleepless Night

Listening to the sounds of my house as they slumber,

Even the fur babies get into the act!

Tossing and turning, I can’t sleep.

Simon the greyhounds chuffs and squeals in his sleep.  What is he chasing? A rabbit?

Is he reliving his glory days as a racer?

Or is it something more mundane, like someone petting his tummy.

Is that what makes him sigh contentedly?

Tossing and turning, I can’t sleep.

Papi is snoring.  What is he dreaming?

Tossing and turning, I can’t sleep.

The boys are splayed, feet off the bed…mouths wide open

Sleeping the sleep of the innocent and exhausted.

Tossing and turning, I can’t sleep.

The girls are  different….not so innocent.

Sleeping with their feet tucked in and arms safely by their sides,

Aware of the monsters.

Tossing and turning, I can’t sleep.

The air conditioning is whirring and whizzing

The fan above me is whooshing the air.

The dishwasher is going, I can hear it gurgling.

The  house is abuzz with noise…..so is my mind.

Tossing and turning, I can’t sleep.