Waking Lisa

My eyelids part to the syrupy song of birds
softly calling me to wake
A non-stop week
pressing demands-over.
The pit of my gut warm with calm
The wonder of my day placid seas
Random ease still fills my brain
as usual I am questioning
First thought-
How does Miracle Grow work?
Second thought, why do people
need more than an hour to pack for the weekend?
Third thought-I like being Lisa

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