fresh
from a good nights sleep.
I open
the window
and let the air in.
I shake the blanket,
make the bed.
I reach out
to push the sun up
further.
to dash away the clouds.
I talk
sweetly
to the sky,
come on now, you can
do this.
get warm, get blue.
giddy up mister sun,
it's time
now.
rise, rise.
we're all waiting
on you.
Saturday, April 4, 2020
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