Blog 2- Morning

I came across a morning song that so familiar felt,
Warm blanketing my cushioned head, my weary limbs did melt.

Back down to bed but not to sleep, I pulled the morning in.
And as the sun sung to the panes, the light crescendo-ed in.

Sleeping in can be glorious. Enjoy it if it's for you this weekend.


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