A poem for tonight
Summons by Robert Francis
Keep me from going to sleep too soonOr if I go to sleep too soonCome wake me up. Come any hourOf night. Come whistling up the road.Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door.Make me get out of bed and comeAnd let you in and light a light.Tell me the northern lights are onAnd make me look. Or tell me cloudsAre doing something to the moonThey never did before, and show me.See that I see. Talk to me tillI'm half as wide awake as youAnd start to dress wondering whyI ever went to bed at all.Tell me the walking is superb.Not only tell me but persuade me.You know I'm not too hard persuaded. So here I am banging on your door to tell you to go outside right now and check out the eclipse tonight.
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February 21st, 2008 at 7:56 am
Thanks so much! I don’t live too far from DC, and with the snow earlier, I thought I’d never be able to see the eclipse. Your post clued me in that the clouds had cleared! (How 21st-century…) The poem is lovely as well.
February 21st, 2008 at 9:07 am
We tried to go outside. But it was -18 degrees F here, so we decided to peer at it though the windows. It was lovely. Even through glass!
February 24th, 2008 at 10:18 pm
It was beautiful. I so love that poem.
Thanks!