morning

Morning and its earliness stinks
I don’t care what anyone else thinks
I’d rather stay in bed until noon
I could thrive by the light of the moon
Why do we get up so darned early
It seems to me a bit squirrelly
Born and raised a night owl through and through
My Mom stayed up late, my kids do too
It is in our blood like a sickness
Morning comes with terrible quickness
When you’ve been up til 2 or 4
The alarm clock sound is one we abhor
Must we go to bed with the chickens
The very idea it sickens!

6 thoughts on “Morning Discontent

  1. Love the poem……and the photo is stunning!

    Pam (and Sam)

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  2. A bit squirrelly……lololol That cracked me up! Tell Sera I said “Hi.”

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    1. dflorack says:

      I will when I see her in the morning. 🙂

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  3. PookyH says:

    Like Skye, I chuckled at squirelly! Love it x

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    1. dflorack says:

      Thanks, Pooky. 😉

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