Bedtime

You would not go to sleep on time tonight
Your heart and mind still needed time to dwell
I wonder what it was that was not right
Or was it that for you the world was well?

You kept the secret very close to you
No prompting from me ever made you tell
I wonder what it was you thought you knew
And why it was you clung to it so well?

C.J. Murray

If you have any thoughts on this poem,  C.J. Murray would be pleased to hear them.