Darkness Arising
As autumn arrives and mornings grow dark
I struggle to get out of bed
When I hear the alarm, I press the ‘snooze’
And pull the duvet up over my head
The alarm sounds again, I switch it off
Turning over for five more mins
Until some time later I’m rushing around
Late for work, because I’ve slept in!
This never occurs in the summer
When I’m up, out of bed, with the larks
So why do I find it an arduous task
To do the same, when mornings are dark?
Copyright © Janette Fisher | Year Posted 2009
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