Days Poem by David Harris

Days

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Every morning I awake
to face the coming day.
Some are harder than others.
Some are filled with promise,
while others are filled with dread.
All will consume me
before the darkness calls
and my head hits the pillow
of my comfortable bed.

24 September 2008

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David Harris

David Harris

Bradfield, England
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