When the sun comes up
The day starts.
Or... Does it?
Does it start when we wake up?
When we get up and get dressed?
Maybe it starts after breakfast,
Or when we get to work.
Does it sometimes start after work?
Perhaps the day never really ends,
It just goes on and on and on...
But... if it does end,
When does t begin?
Well... I guess it doesn't matter.
After all...
Every day is a little different.
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Mind's Tales
PoetryIf you're one of those folks that think that all poems need to rhyme, I'm sorry. In any case, this is a simple collection of poems. A few of them rhyme. But most of them don't.
