The Day I Escape Glenmont Poem by La Janine Garrett

O how I long for a simple day
To walk throw a door
Lay my tired body upon the bed
To wake with life
To speak of next day with bliss
O how I long for
Afternoons of rare laughter
Nights of passion
Mornings of excitement
Yet these days are long
And hard as if they wish you not to wake
A simple day
That is all
A day to just laugh long and hard
On the floor can’t caught your breath
Yet I am here waiting for the clock to strike
And when it strikes o how I’ll smile
If you wish to see this smile
For you will never see this smile
Till this
O how I’ll smile
A rare smile at that