Morning In the Conway House

I roll over exhausted and hit the snooze,
This early morning wake up is giving me the blues;

I crawl out of bed more tired than I got in,
Til my son gives me his good morning grin;

I’m up and at ‘em, showered and clean,
And we walk out the door at 7:15;

Off to work, too bad it’s not play,
That’s how I start off my busy, busy day!




09/15/12  Tirzah Conway
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Horsman Avatar
April 19, 2020 at 11:33 PM
Hi, Just rambling through my favourites list, on soup, and re-read this wonderful ditty..Hope you are well, And stay safe..Harry
Onclaud Avatar
August 20, 2012 at 2:15 PM
an extraordinary write about an ordinary slice of life, tirzah!... just endearing.. thank you for selecting my shooting star piece for your contest; i had a great time doing it.. your theme is very unique...:) huggs!
Horsman Avatar
August 16, 2012 at 6:32 AM
a tale of a everyday situation, yet written so elequent, i love this so much, to my fav along with you.
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August 15, 2012 at 11:02 PM
Tirzah,,, ..love it..:-) Thank you for sharing * Goodnight~ PD
Dietrich Avatar
August 15, 2012 at 9:11 PM
this is a lot like me too. I hate the mornings. love your poem!
Kendrick Avatar
August 15, 2012 at 5:52 PM
Good luck in the contest...Sad that your day is so pressured..I enjoyed reading this eve..Sara
Guzzi Avatar
August 15, 2012 at 5:51 PM
exhausting even hearing about it LOL Light & Love
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