a new day
time to wake up
attend the straight and narrow
sheets stretched
scribbled thoughts
a cup of coffee
brush hair
cheek coulor
a dress
wollen scarf and long coat
sent messages to your day
a look in the mirror catching awareness
of the feelings trying to tell
the bus leaving sooner
than my feet can fight the night away
dreams - bye bye
me saying my holy mary
three times for thoughts not held back
beeing polite to the man sneezing all over me
reading over the womans shoulder
keeping a close watch for hidden messages
and watching the sun walk the sky
telling me of a new and mysterious day
to which we have not got a clue
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-02-05 at 07:28
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