Bcalling In Poem by Barry A. Lanier
Bcalling In
Why do mornings happen so early?
Alarms always sounding so shrill!
Gently cradling my soft pillow
Why can't the world just stand still
Loving on these soft sheets
A five more minutes or so
Content here enjoying nothing
Why do I really have to go?
Sweet moments like these!
So confidant He gave
For no gold out there
Looks good today!
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