Waking

Waking by Lilian Moore

My secret way of waking
is like a place
to hide.
I’m very still,
my eyes are shut.
They all think I am sleeping
but
I’m wide awake inside.

They all think I’m sleeping
but
I’m wiggling my toes.
I feel sun-fingers
on my cheek.
I her voices whisper-speak.
I squeeze my eyes
to keep them shut
so they will think I’m sleeping
BUT
I’m really wide awake inside
-and no one knows!

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Waking

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