Some Mornings

Some mornings,
I just want to stay in bed.
Hitting snooze on my alarm
I really should be up instead!
Finally I roll out, coffee in hand.
I’m out the door, and on my way.
Still I feel, this morning dread
Hmm, I could just turn around and climb back into bed?
NO! NO! Screams that voice in my mind.
Keep moving forward, and face the day.
Stop running to your bed,
And hiding away!
These negative thoughts,
You never will change,
If you spend all your time
Alone in a cage.
Lift up your head, seek life’s beauty,
And it shall be found.
You certainly won’t find it,
With eyes still cast down.
Prick up your ears, so you can hear the breeze humming your favorite song.
Suddenly, you find your self sporting a smile.
You stride with a strut, over each passing mile.
Now you are dancing, to the winds jazzy song.
Now, mornings dread ,
At last, has lifted,
Those negative thoughts,
Are completely gone!

Reviews

[Leigh]

That sounds like many of my mornings, but not today, it’s Saturday and I’m in bed with a coffee and books. Great writing that incorporates a smooth turnaround of feelings that makes perfect sense. I like how involving this poem is as it has a commentary of the everyday that cannot be avoided and many must be able to relate to.

[Desiree O'Neal]

yayyy It was great :D but I still won't divorce my bed haha I love it to much.

[Resa]

I’m with ya sister! Thank you for reading :)

[Anjali]

So beautiful! So positive and so good. I loved it so much! I loved this... Beautiful!

[Resa]

Thank you so much for reading my poem and your very kind review. :)

[Anjali]

Mention not!