I woke up one morning,
to the brilliant sunlight.
Feeling refreshed and alive,
I had a really good night.
I woke up one morning,
to the sound of my alarm clock.
Feeling aggravated and sore,
I had slept on my feathered rock.
I woke up one morning,
to the smell of my buttered biscuits.
Feeling hungry and delighted,
I couldn't wait to eat it!
1 comment:
There was absolutely nothing dark or shadow like about this poem. I'm glad that you are also able to show your chipper side!
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