Morning

Sometimes in the winter my teeth will chatter Getting out of bed makes such a clatter waking up is no fun when all I want is the warmth of my blanket But, although waking up is never fun The new day beacons, come, come Opportunities await Invigorating is the new day Swimming, weightlifting, learning new things If no one got out of bed, what would this world be? Unproductive, sad, and gloomy Is that how you want to see our future?