Pains Of Morning
by Lord R.e. Taylor
Morning comes too soon
Disturbing my restless sleep
I feel it dragging me into the day
Of course, I want to resist
My time in bed is too important
But it always manages to win
So, it leads me into a world of confusion
And stresses I could never imagine
Still, without the morning light
The best of my world would never be seen
That moment when your eyes open
When you look at me and smile
That makes it all worth the pain
© Poem – VII/IX/MMXXIV
LRET
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