Morning

morning

 

Morning

 

I am alone in the morning,

but that should come as no surprise,

 

since there was no one

lying next to me in bed last night.

 

The sun rises

over my solely woken eyes,

 

and the world is still

with the breath of those still sleeping.

 

I wonder how long the morning will stay my own.

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One Response to Morning

  1. It never does. It always slips from your grasp – stolen or simply lost

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