To my humble abode

The morning sun awake me.
In the sleep I was traveling to places.

it cut my journey and leave me nowhere.
I wake up in a middle of a small gate.

lonely without my phone and I was not myself.
I did not know what time it was and where I was.

I stretched out my hands and it touch the walls.
I have come to realize it was my room.

The morning is here, so what is next now.
To prepare for work and performed the duty's of the day.

Cheerful smile to know I am not lost.
but I am still myself with my family and friends.

I know I may look different today in the face of some friends.
But I am always cheerful of myself, my time and what I am told to do.

A bigger sun is hitting on my wall.
A bigger noticed to be heard.

It send me a message which I must deliver.
To the one who needs to hear.
It would rise again tomorrow.

In the morning it would come and go again in the day.
To spark our day and do away with the dark.

where our faces are clear and we are able to see each other's face.
To a brighter sun I need to make me feel happy and bright.

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