Sweet Slumber

I struggle hard to stay awake,
As she her lesson doth take.
Oh, what are you my dear sleep;
Like a silent intruder into me you creap.
I try with might to wish you away;
But you seem inclined to stay!
Like the unperdictable Indian monsoon,
You either come too late or too soon.
For when I shut my eyes at night,
You seen to have gone out of sight.
But I struggle hard to stay awake,
As she her lesson doth take.