Six Fifty Nine
13 January, 2009
Author: Pamela O'Brien
The sun will rise at 6:59
And I will be sleeping
Oblivious and blind
Blind to the beauty
And immune to the time......
Scared of leaving the comfort
Of my own peace of mind
But the clock is still ticking
And I know I must find
The strength and the courage
To open my eyes.......
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Tarna (75.24.292.432) -- Tuesday, January 13 2009, 06:17 pm Those first few minutes of peace and comfort when first waking.. I never want to get out of bed and face he unknown of the day.. But alas we all have to. Never know it could be a good day I am procrasting to greet.... another great write Pamela.. |
Pamela (137.186.176.88) -- Tuesday, January 13 2009, 07:34 pm I agree.....although it could be a good day I never want to leave that safe and comfortable place......... |
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