Morning has woken.
Nature has spoken.
Early birds tweet tweet.
Red squirrels breakfast they eat.
Sky above cloudless and blue.
A sweet smell of the fresh morning dew.
I rise and myself I dress.
Make breakfast, eat then clean up the mess.
Mechanical sounds do echo around.
As buses and cars drive along the tarmac ground.
Morning has woken.
Nights darkness has broken.
A new day does start.
And soon I\'ll become part.