Motivation - Poem by Paul Latham
Day breaks as I lie asleep in my bed.
First I know, is my alarm, banging head.
Eyes start to open, albeit squinted.
Darkness falls again and I’m left wishing.
A few more moments’ peace, just while im listening.
The songs of the birds to be heard in the distance.
Nature’s morning alarm, adorning my ears.
Filling my head, filling it with tears.
The snooze of my alarm starts to annoy.
My eyes forced open as I begin to rejoin.
It takes a few minutes, but I focus my sight.
Get out of bed and wash after the night.
Awoken with water, fresh and polite.
I brush my teeth, and wipe down my face in delight.
Down stairs I wander, for breakfast I said.
Toast, Jam and Tea welcomes my suspense.
Then feed the chickens, let the cats out the door.
Time to relax, kick back and adore.
Onto the sofa, with a fag and my brew.
Watching the news, leaves me in a stew.
Not the best way to start off my day.
But I finish my fag, ready to leave, no hooray.
Heading to work isn’t best.
Deep in distress, I wish I could rest.
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