Not mud, nor a shell, just cold Leaving the loving embrace So soft, so warm, not cold hugged by a fluffy weight But waken we must And forward we go The dark night is my friend But so is the light of day Because hope comes in the morning Even when it’s ignored. I get what you say Just let me sleep longer You can’t There are musts to do And those musts will have their do And you won’t even hate it Your just comfy right now hugged by a fluffy weight. Because hope comes in the morning Even when it’s ignored. You will sing songs About sorrows and joys You will feed puppies Who love you without question The musts aren’t that bad if I can just move a bit To embrace the cold morning Though hugged by a fluffy weight Because hope comes in the morning Even when it’s ignored.
Hope Comes in the Morning: A poem about waking up
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