~ Morning Dreams ~

Early in the morning,
While everyone's asleep,
I creep into the kitchen,
So as not to make a peep.

Put on a pot of coffee,
Then out onto the deck,
Where birds are singing happily,
And the moon is but a speck.

Lazily I sit there,
And dream of days gone by,
As I get lost in my thoughts,
Oh how the time does fly.

All too soon the sun comes up,
To greet another day,
So I gather up my dreams,
And put them all away.

© 2005 Lu Dube

 

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