Monday morning. . .
 With grits 
 in my eyes 
 morning tired 
 so tired
 
 so tired
 yawns I
 
 mirrors from 
 the dreams
 let me sleep
 
 but still 
 it´s
 a new day
 
 I’ am 
 so tired
 give me
 my coffee
 
 and after 
a while
 I will sing
 and dance
 for you
 
 
 
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2007-07-02 at 09:19
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