You Wake Up Too Early Was All of It Just Bad Sad Game

You Wake Up Too Early Was All Of It Just Bad Sad Game When your feet have crushed the grass at the cemetery gate You forget youthful dreams but for supper do not be late Hope climbed a mountain just to see the birthing sunrise You wake on a Saturday morning to your own damn surprise Your heart skips a beat or two when you see her pretty face She wearing those pearl earrings and all dressed up in lace Life stopped being so kind but your dog licked your face And your own house is a total wreck much to your disgrace All the world so hates you but your boss gave you a huge raise And for once your lover actually gave you your due praise. Dawn arrived early, its glow a soft-cast glimmering light Your amused watching your old dog and old cat have a fight All this darken world sits a burning, you add to the flames You wake up too early, was all of it just bad sad game? Robert J. Lindley , Sonnet November 17TH 1985