Good MorningA Poem by Sally.Idk
The Sun Shines Bright,
Cuddles, Warm Blankets. I Open My Eyes, And I Realize, The Warm Cuddles are From Killer, The Big Pink Teddy Bear. But, No One Frowns When They Wake Up Alone. They Always Have Hot Chocolate Or Coffee Waiting, People Will Throw Off Their Covers And Put On Their Robes, Some Greet Their Family, Some Greet Their Breakfast. But When The Family Is Together, The First Words They Speak. Good Morning.
© 2015 Sally. |
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