I just don’t want to get out of bed.
The temperature, below 16
My bed beckons me,
My blankets tempt me
But the chemistry exam today demands otherwise.
The lights in my room, On.
Amidst structures of coordination complexes,
And one 100 yawns
A cup of steaming black coffee
Is placed next to my books
My Dad always does this.”
I love you dad for this! Even if it very rare and only during exams. Check out poetryhive for the prompts