BED

The morning is on and the dreams are over,
Smile is fading and the time is being sober,
The sun is cold enough to freeze down your zeal,
The pains are stirring up, so much to heal,
Day ahead is hard,enough to get into your head,
Seriously! you will be, so, missing your bed,
All day long when you have to carry up your spine,
Or your feet have to walk out in a line,
You will then see those stars through your pane,
Miss the warmth of the bed that keeps you sane.

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