A poem by Deanna Ramirez
She hops out of her bed
like a butterfly emerging from
from it's chrysalis
Wipes the crystals
from her tire eyes
Mornings
No surprise
her despise
of mornings
Coffee sips
her lips
feel the kiss
of sun beaming
through the window pane
She soaks it up
her cup
spills over
joyed
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