Sometimes I like to wake up
An hour or two before my alarmJust to look at the masterpiece before me
Painted with pastels
Blue
Pink
Purple
OrangeFrom my window I see
The city below me
Soon basking in the glory
Of the dayThe sun rises
Waking from sleep
Telling creatures of the earthCome
It's time to rise
To be aliveAnd it's days like this I think
Wow
Aren't I lucky
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Poems of a Girl Who Feels Lost
PoetryPoems that have been said to the wind and rain.