• I just don't know what it is,

    So Inviting

    So entrancing

    about waking first thing in the morning.

    So early it's still dark, but still morning according to my clock.

    But for this daily little pleasure.

    I have to take a small measure

    Of resigning to bed quite earlier than I'd prefer.

    But I bestow this a little snag, for my first for the early morning's first liquid rays of light, must be quenched.

    With my lust, comes fatigue at dusk.

    All I seek is the peaceful morning