MORNING - poem

Luckily - I have gotten beyond this point -

MORNING

Sun still asleep

but not for long.

I grab my coffee

and start to sing a song.

But my lips are sealed;

my eyes want to close.

I cannot wake up,

just want to doze.

Dog needs walking

and things to be done

though I keep yawning

and my song is not sung.

So I do what I do

every morn until night -

get on the laptop

and begin to type.

But this morning is different -

been up for 2 hours;

yet no matter what I do

must lay down to get

more power.

Copyright V. Rose 2012