Sitting outside tonight
Waiting for a friend
We will chill for a bit
Until we call it the end
After he left I was tired
I went to bed soon after
Slept until five thirty
Coffee soon mattered
Now six thirty it reads
On my phones clock
Birds are singing loud
They really do rock
Crickets are noisy still
This early in the morning
Soon the sun will rise
Their time will be ending
It is a bit chilly out
Autumn is close now
Nights now cooler
Before we know it... Plows
This poem now finishing
I will end it right here
A bee now swarming
I think I will stay clear
©schizology
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