Friday anyway

Well here we go
Another night not a wink of sleep
Tossing and turning the whole time
Buckets of sweat
No reason for it
Lines of Grey and blue shadow
Yawning across the ceiling
Busy pillows and
Indecisive blankets
Morning glow predicting the alarm
Like the wicked witch of the east
Rub the eyes
Green tea surprise
Up and at ’em
Gotta keep a smile on your mind
That’s what to do first
Just might make in onto your face
Try and Make it through the day

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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