Morning Trail
Wems Henry Temmy
I enjoy lovely moments on bed
That bathe my soul in awesome dream
My eyes never go red
For rising from bed is really a gleam
Adedokun Youngjay
At early dawn
My eyes open gradually
When coming from holy ghost land
Where live seems beautiful
Through my everyday canoe.
Wems Henry Temmy
I am flying in my dream
I relinquish to embrace reality
Try flying on high... I scream
Here is a moment of my liberality
Been awake is such an awesome relieve in earth's stream
Adedokun Youngjay
In this journey I path to,
The journey it seems I stay indefinitely
After I saw many dreams put in effects
To me is the moment of elated
As a cock crow to remind me of reality
As I behold my phone nearly closed to my pillow
It's eighteen minutes to 5 o'clock.
Wems Henry Temmy
Its light hits my world softly
I condole it in guise to dwell in my heart acutely
It drives my heart wide open yet can't fathom broader
It should have been enough a tease than a blunt say actually,
Let's be real, dream isn't a good joker
Adedokun Youngjay
The dawn breaks,
Hastily picture drama of the day
How hasten we tend
To make the bread of the day
And what to gain from it again.
Wems Henry Temmy
Wems gym every blessed morning
Standing on his heel at ease to heal his stiffened posture
In his own little world alone; on exercise foaming
Sitting up his spinal column activates his alter
Else praying would entice dosing
Waking with Youngjay is a treat
You have to gear up in each second
Taking up the tracking in pursuit of fitness
What more will the morning be without workout
That's the blessing a functioning lung each morning retreats
Note: Morning Trail is a duet between Adedokun Youngjay and Wems Henry Temmy.
Copyright © Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa | Year Posted 2022
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