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Thursday, April 2, 2009

Sleepy eyes

Mornings are hard.

I am not a true morning person.

My eyes are itching.

My teeth need brushing.

My children are hiding underneath blankets

The school bus is coming

The day is harkening.

I must get up and moving.

It is a good day

It will be a good day

I want it to be a good day.

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