A Decision

‘Tis night of late
And minds doth stir;
My mind, mind you,
Is somewhat blurred.

For now, to me,
A test is here:
Do I to sleep?
My bed is near,

And dreams of you
Would soon to come.
Or should I stay
Awake for some

Time, for I know
That thoughts of you
Will always be
In my mind through.

To stay awake
And know you’re here,
Or go to sleep,
And chance you’re near,

Is quite the test.
I think of you,
And my love true,
As I drift off to sleep.