the morning waits for
no one, as it rises its air
showering blessings
over the everyday people
saying prayers
for the people
it will not greet today
wondering if afternoon
will once again
be in its way
this morning
waits for no one
but exists for
everyone
meet me this morning
at the pier
near the bay
i will be waiting
and have much to say
i will not leave you
behind
i am not morning
i am your friend
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