I wrote the first five of these the night before last when I couldn't sleep. The sixth one I had written sometime earlier, and since it went so well with others I decided to include it as well.
I am wide awake
Downstairs the clock is chiming
The midnight hour
I hear his footsteps
His room is above my own
Why is he awake?
The pain in my leg
Is made worse by the cold rain
Outside my window
I should do something
Instead of just lying here
But how can I help?
I get out of bed
to look for my violin
I hope it will help
I lean back and smile
The violin's sweet music
Brings me peace of mind