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Cold Morning; Cool Beginnings; poem

Poetry By: Mike Stevens

Morning on a winter's day

Submitted:Apr 14, 2013    Reads: 416    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

Cold Morning; Cool Beginnings

Freezing light peeks through the blinds,

promising another day with a voice of wind

Weary rain taps on the cringing roof,

in a half-hearted drumbeat of misery

You groan, reluctantly give into the day,

and grumpily leave the warmth of the blankets

The unwanted shock as bare feet meet ice-cold linoleum

If you weren't awake before, you are now!

You open the blinds you hide behind,

and behold a dispirited world;

cold morning; cool beginnings


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