The Morning Dawn

The light of dawn comes peeking in 
dancing it's fingers on my skin 

Waking up the sleeping head 
saying it's time to get out of bed 

If dawn is up you should be too 
start the day there's much to do 

But doesn't dawn know it's way too soon 
to have chased away the evening moon

Six hours sleep and still more to go 
but dawn is up saying no, no, no

Rolling over to shut early dawn out 
but dawn's still there giving a shout 

Doesn't give up and let's you know 
you'd better get up and don't be slow 

Let the dawn in through the window pane 
it's warmth and light waking the brain 

Drawing you out of your sleeping state 
to be woken like this you really hate 

But now that your up and dawn's done its thing 
dawn lays at your feet, the day it did bring
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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