Three minutes after five

by David Todd   Jun 26, 2012


I woke with a jolt.
It's almost five am.
and the words I have not yet wrote.
Nothing has yet rolled from my fingers.
You will soon wake, and a poem your day must make...
Dream filled thoughts of you now come alive
and with that.
my day is made...
and yet it's only three minutes after five..

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