Times of the Day

Mornings are my whittle time,

time for me to fall apart,

time for me to start anew.

 

Noons are my busy time

too busy, can't think

too stressed, can't feel.

 

Evenings are my living time,

I have grown full strength,

I have grown new wings.

 

Nights are my quiet time,

something special in the air,

I think too much.

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