The rays creep through those silk curtains, As I feel the suns warmth lurkin’. A glow that would take your breath away, But I do not want to play today. I want to sleep; of that I am certain.
Under my breath, I am cursin’, While the sun, he keeps on flirtin’, I do not want to get up yet.
The bright light feels like a burden, From afar, I can hear the sermon. The sunrise is underway, While the grey moon passes away. The gleam squirms in like vermin. I do not want to get up yet.
Bat Rosenberg is a high school sophomore. Although she does not know yet where she is going for college, she works hard in school to keep options open. In her free time she plays tennis and reads.