Laptop

A-s you wake from slumber, 
N-ew dawn starts to break; 
A-fter the dusk is gone, 
B-eacon cancels the heartache.
E-arly sun twenty-eighth January remains burning bright; 
L-et Saturday morning make the coal clouds white.

O-pen your fingers to the keypad, 
P-alms are active left and right; 
E-ither hand holds the computer, 
N-ew laptop sets things
A-right.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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