Early

I love to wake up early
To greet the brand-new day.
The streets are calm and quiet,
Setting up for come-what-may.

I cannot quite relate to
Those who loll around in bed.
The morning beckons and there  is
So much to do instead.

Though night owls would argue,
Which should come as no surprise,
For me, it's early to my bed
So I can early rise.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Dailey Avatar
February 26, 2014 at 8:52 AM
If I had my way I would end each day When Fallin and Myers were through But I'm old and retired And although it's desired Fast asleep in my chair you know who
Dietrich Avatar
February 26, 2014 at 1:25 AM
hahaha. I am reading this so late at night knowing how much I hate the morning light!! But that is my life. I have to be up by 7 for work and I just have too much to do here to get to bed before midnight!!
Kayode Avatar
February 24, 2014 at 2:12 PM
Nice one again,kudos Ilene.
Allison Avatar
February 24, 2014 at 12:05 PM
I have to get up for work early and its not always easy - since starting to write poetry my poetic juices usually flow at 3am what a dilemma lol happy reading and writing Jan x
Manassian Avatar
February 24, 2014 at 10:17 AM
:) I'm an early bird too, my dear. There is something about the quiet of the early morning that forever enthralls me. Thanks for sharing this with us. Hugs
Johnson Avatar
February 24, 2014 at 10:14 AM
And we will reap the prize of a witty one who's also very wise. Have a good come what may day ilene. Peace. :)
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