Awakening
A baby cries, an alarm wails,
the dog barks, the ships sails.
Sleep shortened, deprived and broken,
this rude awakening leaves dreams unspoken.
The rest ends, the day begins,
the night loses, the morning wins.
Copyright © Peter Thomas | Year Posted 2025
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