Another Crewel Trick
The morning comes, TV is on,
channel 13 I believe.
The news of the day is blaring loud.
I feel the coolness of the morning air.
Get up, head for the kitchen,
make that first cup of coffee,
5;30 AM,
oh, why am I here!
Headed for the front door,
no paper yet.
Drinking a cup of coffee, watching the News,
wondering why I am awake?
All the years I slept through my loud alarm,
a bomb could not disturb me.
In my youth my Father would throw a cup of water on me
to get me up for school.
I was impossible to wake,
I always had so much to do.
Now that I am retired
I take things as I get to them.
I wake with a pin drop,
with no where to go.
I never can go back to sleep,
Just another one of natures crewel tricks!
Yeah, it is good to be here.
Copyright © Judy Riley | Year Posted 2009
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