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Rise

The soft glow of the sun
The morning breaks
I look up and breathe

The weekend is here
A time for rest
A time for calm

The warmth of the bed begging me to stay
The checklist is my head quieting down

The comfort of the morning
The peace of a day without grades or emails

Mornings like this I’ll always cherish
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  1. Jen DriggersMarch 16, 2019 at 2:10 PM

    I love the line "the checklist in my head quieting down." Sometimes that is so hard to do. Your morning sounds lovely.

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    1. MSheehanMarch 18, 2019 at 10:39 AM

      Thank you for reading Jen! It was welcome quiet after spending a week with hosting family.

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  2. Andy StarowiczMarch 16, 2019 at 2:27 PM

    "The peace of a day without grades or emails" - I love this line. This is exactly why I love Saturday and Sunday mornings. Usually, I am up early to take the kids someplace, but I still don't mind. Thank you for sharing the poem!

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    1. MSheehanMarch 18, 2019 at 10:39 AM

      Thank you for reading Andrew! I love Saturdays and Sundays and am working harder to embrace simple small moments on these days.

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  3. JaanaMarch 16, 2019 at 4:26 PM

    "The checklist is my head quieting down" This is what I want from weekends and spring break that is happening in a few days.

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    1. MSheehanMarch 18, 2019 at 10:40 AM

      Thank you for reading Jaana! Enjoy your spring break!

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