Cup of coffee
Clean the place
Look in mirror, smiling face
Early riser
Last night’s read
Does it know what that meant to me?
A few words that would freak me out
A heart of fire, head full of doubt
Couple bubbles
Knowing more
It has spoken, closed the door
Sunset thinking
Bedtime write
Pray something gets sent tonight
No time for games
Barely find any time to stay sane
What I’ve done, outside my lane
To not be one of many
To be only one more
Not questioning what’s in store
Holding back this evening’s roar