Morning Poem by jan hansen

The morning

Wake me up at six, I have an appointment 
with a doctor at nine
At six, at six, at six, went into my head 
I could not sleep
At four, I got up and drank a glass of wine 
hoped this would lull my brain and get some
sleep
The wine worked well, I woke up at eight
It's too late for the doctor now. a need a bath
with that, she went back to bed
She slept to the forenoon and scolded me 
once upon a time, she had been a stewardess
wore a nice uniform, I have the photo,
but she was not an actress and could not
hide her relief for breaking the appointment