I have seen enough of the moon and the stars
And I think I must hit the sack now
Wake up to a yet another beautiful morning
and get going with life somehow
So much to do in life
Dreams and missions unfulfilled
But yet I think I should be contented
for I never lived my life with greed
I am walking alone in the dark
and I see no shadows stalk me
had it not been for the crow of the rooster
I was actually in my sleep, dreaming happily.
I wipe my eyes, head for the washroom
Freshen up and attired clean
Open up the window look outside
Greet the world “Good Morning”.
Copyright © PS
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 5:35 AM UTC
I have seen enough of the moon and the stars
And I think I must hit the sack now
Wake up to a yet another beautiful morning
and get going with life somehow
So much to do in life
Dreams and missions unfulfilled
But yet I think I should be contented
for I never lived my life with greed
I am walking alone in the dark
and I see no shadows stalk me
had it not been for the crow of the rooster
I was actually in my sleep, dreaming happily.
I wipe my eyes, head for the washroom
Freshen up and attired clean
Open up the window look outside
Greet the world “Good Morning”.
Copyright © PS
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