Treadmill Wakeup Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang
Treadmill Wakeup
Dark basement, a sleepy sigh,
Treadmill hum, as minutes fly.
Ten few ones, before the light,
Blood starts flowing, feeling right.
A gentle pace, a steady beat,
Sleepy shadows start to retreat.
The world outside still hushed and dim,
Energy inside, starts to brim.
A good day's start, a peaceful scene,
Heart is happy, calm, and keen.
Saturday, February 21, 2026
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