A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

13 May 2011

When you get back

I wake to the cry of birds,
The morning chill still in the air,
Pulling on sweats well loved
I run from the house,
Jogging past neighbors homes
And the local school, not knowing where to go,
But only that I had to, because,
I know you’ll be home soon,
And I don’t wanna be here
when you get back

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