Young Adult and Middle Grades Writer and Book Reviewer. All the time dreamer...
Monday, April 20, 2020
A morning lull
Morning quiet, so loud it echoed through the house still at rest,
I am the only eyes fluttered awake with the first sun, listening to a low hum from somewhere outside our walls,
The skies chirp and a car revs its engine, but the children sleep on, as teens do only hours after falling asleep.
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