Alarm Clock
"Beep,beep."
The headache starts.
My eyes sore and will not wake
and my bed,
keeps me late.
The chamber of my dreams
where my nightmares take flight.
Darkness, then a small something.
I feel
Warmth and comfort
like my mother's hugs.
I open my eyes.
Rays of light enter my window
and
The sun shines bright.
"Beep,beep!"
The clock strikes nine.
This poem is about:
Me