One Hour....

One hour , you say One hour What can I say 300 hundred words Or more One hour One hour One hour , about my life I wake up Opening my eyes Hearing the sounds of fruits Hearing the buzz on my clock Buzzing my body to get up As I rise off my bed, with the ache on my back Brush my teeth and wash my face Get my clothing together and brush my hair Looking in the mirror Kiss me today Kissing me in the second of my hour This beginning hour of my day This special day The (Highest) ,gave to me To wake up and breath again Breath this air This air, which keeps me walking Day by day To take care of, the fruits given to me To take care of the breathe I breath everyday This one special hour in my life This one hour, rises me from my bed This one hour that allows me to hear musical notes Through out my day, without a worry This day, I spend Spend with my fruits, as I watch them develop I start in the kitchen , breakfast on the table Cleaning up the mess, made in the air Rinse off my fruits, keep them clean Ready for dirt and mud As the rain comes down Touching there roots So they may grow Grow fresh fruits Multiply by the years One hour to run up and down Ready and out the door Forgetting, not my fruits As I raise for the the day One hour, to put the moist in the air Preparing my fruits for the next day Preparing me, for one hour One hour For every second, I open my eyes Rise off my bed and do it all again Hearing musical notes, protecting my fruits The breathe I take Take for one hour One hour to be with my fruits