The morning entered gently. Opened my eyes to breaking dawn. Hopped in the shower. Let another day for me be born. A day at work. Such fun. Out to dance in morning sun!
I read some words some pleasantries. Always do before I leave. In my poem 'Obsession' Stuck with pen.
I can be free. Free to read his,He's free to read mine. Because the gift of time allows me to read and write before work. For me I am the crazy ****. Have to read at least before descending into work.
Yes, I know I used the same word to end my line twice. Lucky really, could be thrice! Still too dozy. Pretty unable to think enough. As yet to change my words. Still a little tired, but that's tough! So let me leave with morning birds! By ladylivvi1