Hope Comes in the Morning: A poem about waking up

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. 

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