another morning

[rollinboyo]

the maid of morning shimmers in
bathing room in glowing dawn
upon my wrist I feel her palm
gently shaking my nighttime calm
my mind, awaking, quickly clouds
troubles descend upon my brow
forgetful sleep fades far away
as I arise to face the day

 

[cLOUDDEAD]

haha i think everybody who reads this poem can appreciate and relate to it. ohhh the joy of slumber.