Once Upon An Early Time.

In the early morning light.

Early birds take their breakfast flight.

All around sweet birdie songs.

This is where and when my soul belongs.

In the early morning light.

My green eyes enjoy earths beautiful sight.

Dusk subsiding.

Dawn arising.

Another day.

Is on its way.

I brew myself a pot of tea.

A red breasted robin perches on an old oak tree.

My black cat lucky comes home to its comfy nest.

In the early morning light is when my soul and mind feel at their best.