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First Thing
first thing in the morning the
#daily #DailyPoem #dailyPoetry #dailyWriting #Poem #poems #poetry #read #reading #Writing
world is buzzing the skies are
hazed; the eyes ache like
runny eggs and there is
something someone some
word that should not have
happened; there is regret
for nothing nowhere no-ways;
there is a catch in the throat
and a sweetgum branch tapping
the window; everything is
possibility.
even regret is possible. -
First Thing
first thing in the morning the
#daily #DailyPoem #dailyPoetry #dailyWriting #Poem #poems #poetry #read #reading #Writing
world is buzzing the skies are
hazed; the eyes ache like
runny eggs and there is
something someone some
word that should not have
happened; there is regret
for nothing nowhere no-ways;
there is a catch in the throat
and a sweetgum branch tapping
the window; everything is
possibility.
even regret is possible. -
First Thing
first thing in the morning the
#daily #DailyPoem #dailyPoetry #dailyWriting #Poem #poems #poetry #read #reading #Writing
world is buzzing the skies are
hazed; the eyes ache like
runny eggs and there is
something someone some
word that should not have
happened; there is regret
for nothing nowhere no-ways;
there is a catch in the throat
and a sweetgum branch tapping
the window; everything is
possibility.
even regret is possible. -
First Thing
first thing in the morning the
#daily #DailyPoem #dailyPoetry #dailyWriting #Poem #poems #poetry #read #reading #Writing
world is buzzing the skies are
hazed; the eyes ache like
runny eggs and there is
something someone some
word that should not have
happened; there is regret
for nothing nowhere no-ways;
there is a catch in the throat
and a sweetgum branch tapping
the window; everything is
possibility.
even regret is possible. -
First Thing
first thing in the morning the
#Poem #Writing #poetry #poems #DailyPoem #dailyWriting #daily #dailyPoetry #read #reading
world is buzzing the skies are
hazed; the eyes ache like
runny eggs and there is
something someone some
word that should not have
happened; there is regret
for nothing nowhere no-ways;
there is a catch in the throat
and a sweetgum branch tapping
the window; everything is
possibility.
even regret is possible.