The sun slipped through <br />My window, <br />Like a silent thief, <br />Robbing me of my slumber <br />While decorating my room <br />In golden sun light. <br /> <br />(Sunday morning April 28,2007) <br />7: 32 a.m.<br /><br />Dorothy (Alves) Holmes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-golden-thief/
