Sleeping In Poem by B. V. Dahlen

Sleeping In



Like the chilly day
I linger in my bed
and like a sleeping plant
refusing to rise
through the cover
of the frigid snow
I burrow deeper
seeking warmth
under layers
of woolen covers
but the late winter branches
whip in the wind
and clatter against
my shuttered window
Insisting insisting
“Go away! ! ”

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B. V. Dahlen

B. V. Dahlen

Hampton Roads, Virginia USA
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