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From todays prompt:

I felt the glass fracture

as I picked it up to drink –

my spirit spilt across the floor,

my heart began to sink.

As I wiped the puddled patch

and picking up the fragments,

every last piece I had to catch,

preventing barefoot accidents.

I guess it wasn’t meant to be

indulging in that nightcap,

I’d hoped it would bring better sleep

for longer than a catnap.

I made myself hot cocoa

and sat in my comfy chair –

surprised to find that when I woke

I’d slept the whole night there.