in the waking hour

in the waking hour

A Poem by highonwords



that you're beautiful,
and you don't know how
don't care about beauty,
that was freely given,
makes you work hard
all the same, for my love
like the rest of us
are wont to work to eat,
so we could live alone,
to see enough beauty
for the day, that comes
so unbearably real,
in our waking hours

© 2016 highonwords


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yes, those days that are unbearably real...but we must eat, must love, must feel...and that is life in the waking hours...and food for thought in the dreaming hours.

Posted 8 Years Ago


highonwords

8 Years Ago

thank you, my friend, for the lovely comment and visit :)

best,
steph

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NOTE: Formerly my pen-name on this site is letterhead, but since i also have an account on DeviantArt, with a different pen-name, which is highonwords (stephanie) - i am going to use highonwords here .. more..

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