Rubbing
sleep from my eyes;
Mr. Sandman has been here.
Did he bring me a dream?
I cannot recall.
Sitting
with a cup of coffee;
coming to life.
What will get done?
I do not know.
Breathing
the morning air;
filling my lungs.
Will it rain today?
Only time will tell.
Listening
to my friend giggle;
smiling to myself.
What is so funny?
The mystery of joy.
Thinking
about the days ahead;
wondering where they’ll lead.
Am I living to the full?
Shrouded in unknowns.
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