When it’s time my mother yells “Lights out!”
And that makes me want to pout-
I haven’t finished the chapter so far
And the plot is making my heart beat like a racecar!
So when the lights go out, my book light goes on
Even though I’ve been stifling yawns
I begin to read and end up in a sweat,
The chapter can’t be over yet!
The most exciting thing has happened now
So I keep on reading and wipe my brow.
My eyes are slowly trying to close
And my body is telling me that it wants to doze-
But my brain tells me I can’t stop now
And my eyes keep reading, chugging along like a plow.
A few chapters pass, three, or maybe four
It’s late but I want to read some more.
My hands are tired of holding the book
But the story is enticing, wants me to take another look,
So I heave a big sigh
And pray I’ll finish the book before I die, and read on and on.
With bleary eyes, I look up, having finished the book.
It’s really very late now, I shut the book, it’s final bow.
I heave myself onto the bed, my limbs crashing down like they were made of lead.