The sun was rising
When I woke up on my bed
I didn't feel like getting up
So I layed down and covered my head.
Suddenly I hear someone knocking
But at least my door was locked
Then the knocking sounded louder
And there my body felt shocked.
The knocking kept me awake
But I didn't want to get the door
I was to tired
To put my cold feet on the floor
I covered my head with pillows
And tried to avoid the noise
But the knocking wouldn't stop
So I guess I had no choice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I got it! I well remember those school days and not wanting to get up! Especially in winter! Nice work Kevin!