To awaken
To awaken to the sun,As it bursts within the room.
Shadows dance across the ceiling,
Rabbits riding the fox's back.
Baby sheep like there mother's,
Fall asleep while counting sheep.
While the flowers come out in bloom,
There are many different things to see,
In the shadows dancing across a room.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2023-04-22 at 01:55
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