Monday morning. . .
With grits
in my eyes
morning tired
so tired
so tired
yawns I
mirrors from
the dreams
let me sleep
but still
it´s
a new day
I’ am
so tired
give me
my coffee
and after
a while
I will sing
and dance
for you
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2007-07-02 at 09:19
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