A Day in the Life...
A Day in the Life…
In the morning, I drowsily awake
to the sound of my alarm clock
blaring, buzzing, and beeping.
I rise from the fluffy, feathery comfort of my pillow
and get ready for school,
sluggishly sliding to the closet
and slipping into my usual -
stifling a yawn in the process.
Hopping into my socks and shoes,
struggling to make them fit,
I groom my gracious hair in the bathroom
and trudge towards the kitchen –
munching on some toast.
I check my watch; it’s almost time to go…
I grab my backpack and review the contents
certain nothing’s forgotten
and heist it over my shoulder, out the door.
On the bus, kids havin’ fun,
whoopin, hollerin’; taking life for granted.
At school, classes are a bore,
teachers talking, saying nothing more
in one ear and out the other it goes
…blah, blah-blah, blah-blah.
At lunch socializing with my sistas’,
talkin' bout random stuff.
Only to find myself back in class;
but it’s only for a little while.
The final bell…I’m home free.
School has ended yet another day,
only to be opened again tomorrow
with welcoming arms that nobody will want.
The bus draws to a stop
in front of my house.
I trudge home and plop down
on my withered, yet welcoming bed
where sleep quickly greets me, and
prepares me for the days that lie ahead.
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