Sunday, October 4, 2009

13.

I can't be honest and say
that I've written a poem every day,
but starting my day at night
means the timing just isn't right.

And waking when the day hasn't changed
leaves me plenty of time to arrange
those thoughts within my head and heart,
until realizing with a start,

That today isn't the day that I thought
and try as hard as I ought,
this nocturnal shift is creating a rift
so I'd better catch up, and swift!

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