Watching the sunrise in the East,
As it says goodnight to my dreams,
Rooster crows,
Cows mooing,
Light everywhere,
Cold shower,
Gets my heart racing, with the beat of rock song,
Breakfast;
Coffee bitters, and fresh cream,
Eating pancakes with strawberries, whipped cream, and syrup,
Clock hands moving by too fast,
In spite, I'm watching the sunrise in the East,
Dropping my crumbs on the floor,
One last sip of coffee,
Put dishes in sink,
Check smartphone for calls,
Grabbing my jacket and car keys,
Heading out the door,
To find out,
What the day has in store.
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