They don’t sleep much at night

For their head is filled with music

And beats that keep their hands busy

They dance sometimes

Too giddy to rest

Or maybe just to fill the time

While most of the world dreams

But some nights they lie real still

Though their eyes do not seem to close

On those nights

I think the music slows down

Or maybe stops all together

SWD 11/2016

Updated 10/2019