T o T h a t S l e e p y P e r s o n


That morning you were back again

Before you could pretend

To leave the house

I listen to the birds sing outside

And wonder, if the world is wide

Why wasn't there space for me

And you together

You stay home for the morning

Sleeping

Looking out the window

That sleepy person on the other side of the glass

The Missus

Misses me

The war is over

But I am not free

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