Napless

Although the aging process
Causes energy to sap,
I won’t cave to exhaustion
And refuse to take a nap.

Unless I’m sick, I’m not in bed
Except at night, to sleep;
Though sitting on the sofa,
Open eyes are hard to keep.

Especially when I’ve been traipsing
Here and there all day,
I order my eyes not to shut,
But they do not obey.

Yet closing them for just a sec,
With drooping, nodding head,
Is not the same to me at all
As crawling into bed.

Let nappers nap and sleepers sleep –
No judgment will I make;
But as for me, until it’s night,
I’ll fight to stay awake.