Waking up in the morning Early now comes the light Can’t sleep it’s too bright Such things can’t wait Turning on the stove Tea kettle filling with water Can you smell the bacon Melting in the frying pan? Checking messages clickity clack Clock is going tickity tock Throwing on some old blue jeans Do I have a shirt that’s clean? Okay this one will do The barn and garden is beckoning Out the door …..I’m gone.
Your poem sirred memories.....that's the problem, I have no idea where all these places are, rural-town even city...so much to learn...and all on PC....Niah
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