This is a forced poem
To count as one day
My morning was hectic
And so was my night
Busy but worth it
I got a lot done
Including some memories
With the important ones
***this poem was written in a sleeping bag on a church floor***
This is a forced poem
To count as one day
My morning was hectic
And so was my night
Busy but worth it
I got a lot done
Including some memories
With the important ones
***this poem was written in a sleeping bag on a church floor***
Live from the third floor...... 
too funny. I have felt this way since I decided to do the challenge…..I hope I survive. Have a beautiful Sunday.