by The Cowl Editor on September 3, 2020

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Poetry

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by Sarah Heavren ’21

Some mornings we really dread
Having to roll out of bed.
The day is not as exciting
As the covers are inviting.

When the water is too cold
We feel anything but bold.
It’s easy to sit on the side
When we lack the courage to dive.

Some days the clouds never part
And they leave us in the dark.
When that happens, we can feel lost.
Any bridge is too hard to cross. 

When we lack all sense of hope
And feel too inclined to mope
Please remember and take heart
‘Cause the hardest part is the start.