Tanya Harrington Poet Couplet

My Morning

Mornings are a time for me
   to ponder dreams I have seen.
With coffee cup and pen in hand,
   I answer to my soul's demand.
Seizing thoughts which come alive
   inside the eye of my mind.
At half past nine, it's breakfast time
   and with my love, I gladly dine.
Then I'm off to do some loads,
   washing dishes, washing clothes.
I crack a book to take a break.
   perhaps the chores will have to wait,
When I'm wrapped up in a story,
   I forget my cares and my worries.
But before I know it, the clock chimes noon,
    and I realize morning's gone, much too soon.

TLH   ©   08-05-2012
For: Morning Contest

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Harry Horsman August 14, 2012 at 8:46 AM this is wonderful Tanya, such flowing words of rhythm. truly a wonderful poet you are Tanya Harrington August 14, 2012 at 12:43 PM Thank you Harry, that means a lot!

Willie Wright August 7, 2012 at 8:54 AM Delightful. A pleasant poem to read.

Russell Sivey August 6, 2012 at 4:22 PM This is as wonderful and glorious morning as mornings do come! I do have to say that my mornings are usually fairly good! I enjoy nature and I get a lot from the mornings! Your write sure did show all of your occurrences that happen throughout it! What a special piece my friend! Great Work!!