-Reflecting On 6:30 This Morning-
This Morning, as the sun rose
and my 5 alarms began to wail
I rolled over, fighting
the sweet lullaby of the rain
Which, pattering on the rooftop near my head
tried to lull me peacefully back to unconsciousness.
But it's so hard to say no
when there's no fight left in me
When all I want
is to be carried away by the rain and wind.
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