My sleep is done this ain’t no fun am I the only one who hates the morning?   My body says no to work I won’t go a few snoozes, tho will it really help?   But this poem here is ringing in my ear…

I want to watch it with you The flames in the sky the fiery sun – exploding or The waves crashing the liquid ice overtaking what’s left of their world or The earth shaking cracked open ready to swallow their world I want to watch…

I see the first prompt on my computer screen, Was so excited to begin.. But!! Wait. Whhhaaat? To begin you must write about ‘The End’ So my brain cells jump to action, I grab my notebook and pen, And turn all spontaneous only to end…

Roses are red, Violets are blue, I am done writing, How about you?