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by Everlasting Jun 14, 2017
I slept when his light went away,
And every morning,
I awoke with the knocking of his rays
but there were times,
When I still remain in bed
and his warmth
would give me strength
I find me in bed
to open up the door
to let him inHim = sun
by Meena Krish
A little chuckle escaped as I reached the end of this read and we
all feel the same way..not wanting the sun to come catch us and
pry open our eyes! An enjoyable read!
Thank you! I'm glad it made you chuckle
I totally can relate to this. There are days I would just like to bury my head under the covers. I don't want to face the day, I don't want to have my world warmed by that lovely sun. Well done-
I really enjoyed this :)
Very clever! A poem that left a smile on my face. Simply beautiful.
by CJ Maleney
by Ben Pickard