Asleep in My Spectacles

I tend to fall asleep in my eyeglasses.(you know this)I wake to a book pressed against my spine.The television playing a rerun of Friends.I turn over, slip my hand beneath my cheek and drift off again;only to repeat this a few more times until my brain registers I can "see" and shouldn't be able to at 3am.Clumsy fingers set them on the table, beside my half-drunk glass of water.In the morning I reach for my spectacles and realize...it was youall those times...it was you who made sure I could find them in the morning.