Morning

I yawn and turn my head,
Not wanting to get out of bed,
I know I must,
But 5 more minutes won't give a fuss,
The birds sing,
My clock goes ding,
I hide my head under the covers,
Hoping that I won't be found by others,
I just need some sleep,
Some quiet and some peace.
Back to bed I go.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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