Life’s short

I see the sunrise bleed throughout the curtains,
while you sleep off the night.
The voices from the other rooms get louder
as the clock gets older.

I want to see their eyes open slowly
when I make sure they’re covered.
Always believe you’ll be safe and sound.
I want nothing more.

Hang in there. Please do.
I will find a better home.
Your sacrifices allow me to soar.
Now it’s your turn.

Life’s short.
Let’s make it ours
all the way to the top,
where we can laugh and smile.