Sleepover

Life is so brief;
     Like when we sleep
          At home of friends –
               The night we spend
                    In chatter – sharing hopes and fears
                        Of days gone by,
                             Of future years.

So soon it’s gone,
     Brief chorused song;
          The morning breaks;
               Eyes half awake
                   We stumble through each task we do;
                         Good times with you,
                              In day’s review.

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