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Coffee In The End

Mornings would not be complete

If coffee is not within reach

You put your hands up,

As a sign of defeat

You move slow, slower than a turtle

Taking each step so slow

Never jumping any hurdle

So you drag yourself to stay up

When will the zombie mode stop?

Point taken and lesson learned

No matter what,

You’ll need coffee before the day ends

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December Stars

They twinkle bright,

brighter than a diamond

I look at them

up in the sky like almonds

Somehow they shine brightest in December

I could swear they looked ever so different

back in September

 

Not only is the mood

different altogether

but the atmosphere, the sky

look so much better

There’s something about the stars in December,

they certainly look more beautiful and precious

than I could ever remember