Waking Up
"Aaaaahhhhhyy...mmnn!!!"
It is such yawning sounds
That oftentimes accompany
The awakening of our consciousness
To the bright morning beams of sunshine
Radiating through the curtains and mini-blinds
Of our bedroom on a nice sunny day.
In that moment, our muscles stretch free
From a pleasant night's slumber
And give way to the realization
Of a warm cozy bed.
Upon such a realization,
We find it rather difficult
To crawl out of our comfy nest
And brave a room so rudely consumed
By the frosty air of such a winter’s morn.
But alas, we must harken to the call
Of our daily responsibilities
Just as a knight adorns his armor
And serves his feudal lord.
"Aaaaahhhhhyy...mmnn!!!"
It is such yawning sounds
That oftentimes accompany
The awakening of our consciousness
To the bright morning beams of sunshine
Radiating through the curtains and mini-blinds
Of our bedroom on a nice sunny day.
In that moment, our muscles stretch free
From a pleasant night's slumber
And give way to the realization
Of a warm cozy bed.
Upon such a realization,
We find it rather difficult
To crawl out of our comfy nest
And brave a room so rudely consumed
By the frosty air of such a winter’s morn.
But alas, we must harken to the call
Of our daily responsibilities
Just as a knight adorns his armor
And serves his feudal lord.