The gift of one more day…
I wake up to the rain,
And with two slits that pass for eyes,
I reach my coffee cup.
The day is dreary without sun…
A gift wrapped in brown paper.
I sip my coffee and I think,
I want to skip this day.
Crawling back beneath the wraps,
Blanket covering up my ears,
I block this day from weary eyes…
Rejected gift of one more day.
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