When the day is cold
And the sunshine, sadly, so few
To leap out of bed is so bold-
So I plot, plot of dreams new!
Like Etiben's folklore
Or a dragon to train-
Till my back, gets so sore
And I have to brave the rain!
I whip out my phone
Wipe its glassy surface
Back and forth till it shone
And gaze upon my Moonface!
An inspiration
For motivation
