Prime Time.

Wallace

6am and I'm wide awake.

Beside me my sexual partner snoring sounds she does make.

I rise and look out through my clean window pane.

And see dark clouds start to rain.

Mother nature looks dull and tired.

Wild life has to be admired.

In cold damp weather they don't complain.

As they search for food on the rain soaked terrain.

I go down stairs and brew strong tea.

Toast some bread,  sorry by the way my name is Lee.

I chew and sip on my light breakfast.

And I reminisce on my childhood past.

All around only peaceful sounds.

This time of day priceless, you could not buy it for millions of pounds.

My mind at peace at ease and at rest.

Getting ready for the working days test.

 

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 29th, 2017 00:30
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    I too am up at 6 in the morning, the best time of the day.

    • Wallace

      Best time, ta for comment.

    • Michael Edwards

      Usually between 5am and 6am I write some of my best poetry - like this one Wallace (or is it Lee?)

      • Wallace

        Thanks for comment Michael, Wallace.

      • Tony36

        Great write, I get up between 5:30 and 6 most mornings. I agree with Goldfinch that is the best time of day

        • Wallace

          Thanks for comment Tony.

          • Tony36

            Welcome



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