A Morning Broken

Shivering in thin cotton sheets
The morning breaks into a thousand shards
Glimmers of the moments past
Those stuck in the now
And reflections of what will be
All swim to the surface
Intermingling with hope
Of a better day
It sings under foot
Allowing the birds to warble out its theme tune
Another song of the sparrow going unnoticed
By the ears of passers-by
And you all alone sleeping
As the world collapses around her

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