The Day Turns Back Into Night
I am now up and half asleep,
quiet I must not make a peep,
others are still sleeping like sheep,
need to get dressed and start my jeep.
Off to school it is time to go,
a teacher is making me glow,
looks like it is starting to snow,
I need to get to work for dough.
With this winter storm descending,
meetings I am not attending,
no my ice scraper is bending,
oh please warmer days start tending.
"Before the day turned into night,"
now turn on the living room light.
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2024
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