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| ©2010FrancesOhanenye |
Come, morning, come
Pull me out of warm, down comfortableness
Come, energy, come
Fill me with decaffeinated vigor
I rise with reduced self-resolve
There are those who smile in the morning
There are those who speak in the morning
Those who show kindness in the morning
Seem endangered due to mad-rush traffic
Seem endangered due to selfish inhumanity
Come, morning, come
Pull me into a day made better
Those who smile in the morning
Those who speak pleasantly in the morning
Those who show kindness in the morning
Make my morning a day made better
I bless each one of you
Seemingly endangered due to rush hour
Others’ excuse for inconsideration
I bless each one of you
Making my morning a day made better
Little things that mean the world
©2012FrancesOhanenye
--My dream has loved paper so much for so long because it gave influence to the parched voice of a fashionista poet. Finding this outlet, that voice is now replete with expressive sound.
