What Wakes Me Up
Monday – just happens 'round 5 am.
Tuesday – pretty much happens, but set alarm clock just in case.
Wednesday - alarm clock more often than not.
Thursday - alarm clock if I hear it, but sometimes I don't. Thursday's a perpetual late day.
Friday – Fear of repercussion from being late on Thursday .
Saturday – what for?
Sunday – The sunrise the bird chirps the cats wanting food. The garden, the neighborhood, breakfast with who knows who. My religion's quite offbeat, I recognize that. And Sabbath means something to me where I'm at.
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2011
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