Golden Hour

August 14, 2017
By ojones BRONZE, Charlottesville, Virginia
ojones BRONZE, Charlottesville, Virginia
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My eyes open to the piercing morning light,
waking me from my sleeping delight.

I pull the shade down from my bed
for I just want to sleep instead.

The dreams I dream never seem to find the end,
because the sun is one I never can fend.

No doubt there’s a problem with my strife,
in wanting to douse the fire that gives Earth life.

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