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