By Phoebe Mercer
Morning Madness
By Phoebe Mercer
The sun rises in the distance as the morning birds sing their songs
morning breezes howl across the windows , so fast it could swoop you of your feet
As you rise, a perfect day awaits ready for a new start-
A new chance.
A coffee in her hands warm and sweet ,
A perfect standard for a perfect day ahead
As you leave for work
With a spring in your step
And a bag in your hand
You finally head off ready to start the day.

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