I know that I
Was not supposed
To wake you up,
But it has been days
Since you last took in
The afternoon sun,
And I have heard
It can make a difference-
Sometimes the things
Which happen between
The first signs of light
And absolute darkness
Are worth waking up for
From a deliberate,
Drawn out slumber!
©Aaysid
“There are always loose ends in real life.”
Robert Galbraith, The Silkworm
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Outrageously Erratic 
Very nice, Aaysid👍🙂
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Thank you, Saima.😊
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Wonderful! Beautifully expressed, Aaysid.💕
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Thank you so much for your kind words.😊
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My pleasure 💕
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Wonderful poem Aaysid! 💖
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Thank you, Cindy.😊😊
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indeed! 💖
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sleeping off the heat
quasi messican
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From the title, this is so unexpected. Fabulous! Somethings are worth waking up for, even during the day, yes! 🌞
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Thank you so much, Michele.😊
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Sometimes it’s hard to tell whether one is awake or asleep or in some realm of utter confusion. I like how your words gel so well together. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Terveen.😊
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That’s so true, I completely agree. The sun is healing, I think. Gorgeous poem, Aaysid.
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Thank you, Jeff. I appreciate your kind words. 😊
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You’re welcome, Aaysid. It’s always my pleasure. 😊
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Beautiful lines wake up is necessary to feel life. 👍Well shared
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Thank you so much.😊
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Pleasure 😊
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