Are you more of a morning person
or more of a late day pigeon…
Morning
I don’t hate everything…
it’s ugly
it’s slightly unglued…
A morning’s first breeze, when you step outside, door close…
A quiet morning, with work to do, but it’s a bit early…
I wondered sometimes, how to get up early, and stay up…
Cold morning, awake early, sun peaking from behind clouds…
Rise and shine everybody, it’s time to rock and roll, sun’s out…
I saw a little bird,
it flew by my window,
it said hello in passing…
Good morning,
I’m tired,
I hope you aren’t…
Daily Poets 