Summer of Verses – Poem 15 – Early Mornings
Early Mornings Torment me so
Why my kids do this to me I do not know
The begging the screaming – how could this be?
Oh wait that’s not the kids…its me.
“Cherish these times, they grow so fast”
Really, than why do I feel that this just lasts and lasts
So now I’ll return to my life of not so perfect tranquility
as I try to compose myself to deal with the day with a certain civility
Or maybe I’ll go back to bed…
By: Teri A. Murray
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