Tick tick
Tick tick
Tick tick
Tick tick
A head laid onto bolster
It is my husband’s head
Turning his head to find
The source of the sound
Tick tick tick tick tick
Suddenly, he whispers his worries
The tick tick sound causes
A gruesome nightmare to him
The air conditioner leaks again
Upon waking up, the sound
Comes out from his right
The person sleeping next to him.
Oh, I was typing on
An old iPod just given
From my brother who upgrades
Then he willingly passes it
To me. In actual fact
The iPod belongs to my dad.
Tick tick
Tick tick
Is the sound of typing
Into the notes of iPod
Typing down what inspires me
From the paper of mini-notebook
For an easy upload to the web.
Swiftly, I explore the settings
Searching up and down prayerfully
Praise God and thank God
To open my eyes to
Switch off the typing sound.
Thank God for His wisdom
Upon me through Christ Jesus.
Praise Him and glorify Him!
Inspiration On: Sunday, 1 July 2012 from 1:30am to 1:50am
Revised On: Sunday, 1 July 2012 at 5:04pm
As I was typing the 有恐龙 poetry from my notebook into iPod, my husband looked baffled on my bolster then gently whisper his nightmare. I immediately stopped typing and tried to go to iPod’s setting to remove the tick sound. Thank God for Him to open my eyes to choose which option to switch off the tick sound. I didn’t mean to disturb my husband’s sleep. The past few days, my husband was sound asleep while I was typing. Unexpectedly, tonight is a different sleeping weather for him.