wake into the day with the light,
on the curtained windows.
smaller insomnia,tooraloo,
back to bed.
Son up, bathroom, back to the warmer bed,
with inmate to cuddle.
brothers son comes in,
"where is he?":
looks at empty bed.
Son jumps out of hiding place
they both go off together.
One thousand miles away from bus, train,
early rising and work.
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