Waking

I do not wake with a “hello,”

With a warm body next to mine.

Instead, I hear the alarm go off

When the hand reaches nine.

And mine is the only body in bed

With sheets to keep me warm.

But oh! how I wish there were someone here

To wake me in the morn.

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Author: Greg Salvatore

Author. Voice Actor. Humanist. Feminist.

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