Donna Grayson
www.donnagrayson.com
Poetry and Lyrics

1975 to 1976
Junior Year - High School

 

 

First Day

I lay here in bed
and gaze at the ceiling
I clutch at my blanket
from the hope I am feeling
I hear crickets calling
through my opened window
There is nothing to help me
that any mortal can do
For no matter what
tomorrow's the first day of school


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