
I can hardly remember a time when I wasn’t a morning person despite having spent my teenage years sleeping in on many an occasion! These days I relish the chance to be up and out bright and early, capturing that wonderful regenerative spirit of the morning air. And yesterday I wrote about just that!
Mornings
Mornings are the prime of day
Fresh energy is sent our way
On waking up there is rebirth
A new expression on the earth
Mornings beckon, morning’s urge
They want the very best to surge
A chance to prosper and reset
The tone we choose from the go-get
When energies have gone astray
First light can help us back to sway
They ground me in exciting ways
Mornings are the prime of day