Tuesday, November 18, 2008

29.


9a.m


Rise me up
and let me breath the sweet scent of morning.
Wake me up
when the sun begins to shine at nine
let me see day
Give me hope
like tabs give relief for pain,a chance to see light
Let me open my eyes
to give thanks to my maker
at 9a.m.

1 comment:

  1. I wrote this and stuck it on my wall when I caught some disease and had to take pills every day at 9 a.m. I thought I might die but I didn't, I recovered, and listed this poem as no.29 in my book.

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