Perhaps my favorite poem:

Keep me from going to sleep too soon.  Or if I go to sleep too soon, come wake me up.  Come any hour of night.  Come whistling up the road.  Stomp on the porch.  Bang on the door.  Make me get out of bed and come let you in and light a light.  lell me the northern lights are on and make me look.  Or tell me the clouds are doing something to the moon they never did before and show me so that I see.  Talk to me ’til I’m half as wide awake as you and start to dress, wondering why I ever went to bed at all.  Tell me the walking is superb. Not only tell me but persuade me.  You know I’m not too hard persuaded.

~Robert Francis