Greet the Day Poem Contest

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Why do I proceed to drag my long limbs out of bed each morning? Why do I incessantly open my window in hopes of the childlike  
  Sometimes, when life feels hopeless Or My day ahead seems Rough And,  I don’t want to get up I remember 
Grey and cold...a chill upon the early morning air. An orange hue, pink warmth spilling across the grey ground, Rising like a mist to color the sleepy sky. Within a tiny hovel sleeps,
School has something to teach me each day,Though it bores me to death just as much,Yet there's someone I study in every which way,And learn from each word and each touch, Math isn't tough and the numbers are easy,Yet there's way too much thinking
Hello sun and morning breeze Good morning puppy kisses and soft pillow sleeves. The day may be long and dark nights longer But for the love of life I will keep moving onward.  
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