Morning light Grey
The color of the sky as it rains
an invitation to stay inside
and watch the world from windows.
I woke up out of place
out of sorts.
Sick and sore
and Partly, I'm sure, that's to blame.
I question.
I lay in bed half waking to the sound.
"where am I?"
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Author:
SarahElizabeth (
Offline) - Published: November 30th, 2016 11:16
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Hi keep up the nice work
Very nice poem. Sorry it's raining! It would be nice for it to stop, huh? Have a wonderful day!
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