Claire V. Bogdanos


EARLY MORNING ROUNDS ( 2018 ) 2018/03/09

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 12:17 am
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A glow of orange floods each room

To banish all life’s doom and gloom

The sun’s rays bouncing off the cots

If they are filled or they are not.

The morning stirs, the day begins

We cannot know who’ll lose, who wins,

The halls are quiet like a mouse

There are few sounds about the house.

I hear tip-toes along the hall

A squeaky wheel, a pregnant stall

The silence drowns my every thought

Too sad this spot where some are brought !


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