In the Morning
When I wake up in the morning
I continue to lie down
Over there a rain keeps falling
Sounds of cars hiss all around
Through the curtains morning’s better
Motionless I watch its glow
Rainy morning comes like letter
With no content worth to show
Morning headlines make me sad
Instant coffee turns me on
Off I go for wine and bread
To the grocery near home
I get up and I get down
All along the same old lane
Sky gets bluer over town
There’s a white streak of a plane..
Copyright © Gregory Colodub | Year Posted 2025
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