Mornings Before the Rush

Sleep walking in city streetsHAPPY FRIDAY
Bangs and boom and yells nearby
Must be a construction site.
To return again to the comforting bed
And feel the sheets against my face,
Is better than this city maze.

But new days are like a race.
Even when it starts in a haze.

 

 

with love,
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