and so you wake up every day
to do the same thing you did yesterday.
you brush your teeth, you wash your face,
you work, you eat, you clean,
you go to sleep.
but, my dear, the days will add up.
one day the sun will not rise
for your routine.
and when that day comes,
who will have lived?
you?
or your routine?
-M.M.
YOU ARE READING
11:11
PoetryA collection of poetry about life through young eyes. Because sometimes you just have to cross your fingers, close your eyes, and make a wish. --- "11:11" is Megan McMahon's first completed poetry collection containing 36 pieces. Take a trip into he...
