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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