Poem: Habit 2

I wake up every morning

To the sounud of my alarm

not wanting to get out

of bed

I mon

Finally rolling out of bed

I pick out my outfit

For the day

Grabbing my phone and computer

I run downstairs

grabbing breakfast

Looking in the mirror

Packing everything up

"I am leaving!" I yell walking out

the door

I am off to school.

This is a newer version of my first poem. The original is the post before this one. I believe this is a bit better because it expresses a thought. This was my morning routine. When I was at school. Though I have graduated, I am going to college and will be driving to and from. So this will be my habit when school starts again in August.

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Poem: Habit

Habit

The thing you

do each day.

Some good and bad

The good

work,  and school

They keep you busy

and

make you think

The bad

drugs, drinking and more

what you not

want to do to yourself

Habits come in all different

kinds of sizes

What is your habit?

This is a poem I wrote just now I found a fun community that gives you a prompt and you are to write a poem on it so this is the one from Monday. So this would be a Monday thing hope you enjoy!

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