Notifications

Early in the morning,
at the breaking of first light,
Whether rested or run-down,
Chess rouses me from night.

When work stresses me out,
and colleagues don’t give me space,
The Microwave bell never fails,
to put a smile on my face.

When the demons in my head
run rampant just for sport,
These sounds say that for Someone,
I’m more than a passing thought.

No matter the time of night or day,
my joy remains the same,
When Someone is revealed,
and light falls on your name.

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