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The alarm rings a beautifully loud melody,
As one quickly wakes to greet the wonders of the day,
To experience this melody again, this pure pleasure of waking,
Some press the glorious snooze button,
Oh how wonderful mornings are
After the snooze is used to all its extent,
One takes the glorious step out of bed,
O the comforting cold floor greets the feet,
And magnificently bright lights which blind the rested eyes,
Oh how wonderful mornings are,
The pleasantly stubbed toe as one skips to the bathroom,
The cold seat that awaits,
The wonderful blurry vision as one tries to rub their eyes awake,
The comforting aches and pains,
Oh how wonderful mornings are.
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Author:
Lost Dreamer (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Basically, this poem was written to describe to daily hardship of mornings in humor and nothing more. Just for fun.
- Category: Humor
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Comments1
Great to see a bit of humour - even though I don't recognise it - you see when I wake I am wide awake and jump out of bed - it is sheer purgatory to just lie there doing nothing - I have so much running through my mind - - - but then Im a bit odd by most peoples standards. Love this particular piece.
Thank you for the feed back Michael, always appreciated it!
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