There is a moment or two,
right before you wake
The world is mostly silent
You are at peace
Not one worry
only the joy that you woke up.
It is like a heavenly limbo
It is the most beautiful moment
Like the birth of a new child
The new day is born.
Woe is that split second
When real life hits
You turn your head into
the pillow
and
scream.
Today I plan to just deal with what life hands me and if I need to run to my pillow and scream, then that is how I will cope. Not every day is pink roses and sunshine. Some days are just crap.
~Plist
Lisa says
January 20, 2014 atGreat poem! And so darn true! I hope it is getting better for you. If you ever need to ‘talk’ you can email be privately at my yahoo email. I am a good listener. Hugs.