Caleb.A

Tales of the day

 

It’s 5am today, I can’t hear the snores 

But I’m several deep breaths away from waking. 

My alarm won’t wake me my body will. 

I’m used to this now, 

But that doesn’t change  

How my body feels. 

Early mourners; 

Early risers, 

It's not death, but its close. 

Like taking center stage at your funeral, 

Shedding tears as you share your own eulogy. 

He was a great man, so patient 

So…. 

So what! 

It doesn’t matter now; 

What matters now is now. 

Comments1

  • Claudelle DeLuna

    very nice!
    great ending the here and now! yes!!
    👌✌



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