My Morning Alarm
My son rises each morning and easily awakes;
He runs into my room and gives me a hardy shake.
There is no sleepiness in the sound of his excited voice;
The things that he says to me make me smile; I have no choice;
“Dad, Count Dooku has light sabers of both red and green!”
Or, “The triceratops is the funniest dinosaur I’ve ever seen!”
Or, “The polecat is the same animal as the skunk.”
Or, “I wish I could take a shower under an elephant trunk.”
There was, “Dad, I think orange is the color that I now like the best.”
And, “Can we go outside today to look for a treasure chest.”
One morning he said, “You know, mealworms can really stink.”
Once it was, “Dad, I saw a tarantula, swimming in our sink.”
Sometimes he tries to whisper, but he hasn’t mastered the technique yet;
I’ve told him not to shake so hard, but often he forgets.
Some people use an alarm clock or a rooster to help them rise;
But me? I have my bubbly son to help open up my eyes.
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2011
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