Reasons to Stay

Sun, 10/09/2016 - 17:01 -- mes2589

Waking up to a world without a sun

Harsh winds sting my face 

Darkness has only just begun

What is this place?


Suddenly it seems my despair is gone

A puppy's tongue tickles my face and causes me to yawn

Opening my eyes, I find a small body wanting to play

And I am reminded of how many great ways to spend the day





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