Sunrise

Just a quick, simple poem I had to write in the heat of the moment.

I watch the sun with weary eyes

And dream of bed, my well earned prize.

I wonder why I always set

When he chooses to rise.

Author's Note

Yep. Nothing deep or profound here. I just had to get out of bed to write this. lol I thought it was cute~

Reviews

[Bud]

Intended or not this really says a lot. Off the cuff can yield amazing results.

[Gheeneil]

This would have to be about the desire to be with someone who probably had walked away just as she reached him. It's so much like the relationship of the sun and moon: one would exist when the other's gone. Well, that's my interp. This piece may be short but it speaks volumes.

[Ralphy]

it is, and sometimes so few words bring about the wonders of us. I know that feeling about getting out of bed to write, cause if I don't it's lost forever. I love this line..."dream of bed, my well earned prize" really says alot. Nice write