Light of My Day

My eyes are slothy

My knees are weak

I must get up

Attention I seek

I'm drawn to the door

I feel his presence

My father is home

My heart gets a message

I drift out of bed

with one thought in my mind

I want to see my papa

I can sleep another time





This poem is about: 
My family


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