Good Morning – Poem

Good morning is the greeting,
Oh, how it is not true.
Odd that no one notices,
Drizzle coming down.
Morning, is the better term,
Only that would let some in.
Underneath the facade,
Running from the fall.
Not close enough yet for me,
Is it even possible?
No-one can see the inside,
Good morning! Is it?

© PersephoneM 10th June 2011.

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