Morning Birds Not Owls, poem (282/365)

Dear lights,
Thanks for making
Me see things clearly
Darkness is not as
Attractive I once
Thought him to be
He doesn’t respect me
Let’s hang out more
When the suns up
I crave your
Rays of positivity
Sorry I took
You for granted
I’m glad you
Always come back
Kisses,
Productivity

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