Award-winning Just Jamal the Poet virtually visited my daughter’s grade 6 class during the 2019 ‘learn-at-home’ period. I snuck in and joined them, just in time to write a poem. Poetry, thank you for finding me again!
WHEN I WAKE UP TOMORROW
They all slumber. Deeply.
Soon, twinkling eyes, warm hugs and bed sheet smells will greet me.
Now, I’m alone. Well, nearly. Purrrr.
Alone with my body. Bend, stretch.
Alone with my thoughts, and thoughts I didn’t even know I had. Tap, tap, tap, clickity-clack.
Joy fills the screen. Dreams fill the head, the heart.
Pitter patter, pitter patter, pitter patter.
Over, before it begins, only to wait for more dreamy dawn silence in 24 hours.
Twinkling eyes, warm hugs and bed sheet smells greet me.