William F Glennon
Slumber - Poem by William F Glennon
The cold wind runs down my spine.
Daybreak brings little sunshine.
Solitary moments bring wisdom.
Expectations prove hopelessness and boredom.
Beware the clock as the meter is on.
Trust in fate that time will not be gone.
My eyes close descending back into slumber.
Will you dream or let time be your thief?
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