At the end of the day,
after homework, dinner and baths;
the battle begins; a hopeless dance.
Be productive in relative peace, quiet?
Drop everything , grab the neglected book ?
Run to undo the days dietary mistakes?
Or succumb to the inviting softness
of the freshly made, warm bed...
In hopes of a productive tomorrow
when I can read or run;
not surrender too quickly or soundly
as the white sheets beckon me tonight.
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