What Inspires Me
Every morning, eyes shut closed
The alarm goes off, dreams come to a halt
I press snooze, to get more sleep,
And being late is all my fault.
But before I choose to lose my day
I think of what I enjoy.
So I get out of my warm and cozy bed,
And begin my day with a sense of joy
Friends and family I can’t live without
So when I think of them
I almost get up and shout.
Food, games, and school are my passion
Nature and beauty, too.
I think of these things to keep me going
And get out of the blues.
Seasons and the earth are wonderful things
Hearing the animals, and the river
Almost make me sing.
So when I start my day
Full of gloom and doom
I things of these things
And my energy begins to bloom.
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