Good Morning
Good morning arrives not all at once but in small, gentle moments after waking up. The body is slow, the mind still drifting between dreams and day. I feel sluggish when I wake up but only gets better later on. This poem is inspired by that feeling of becoming awake, one breath, one thought at a time.
Good Morning
My eyes open to the sun's light,
The room still holding onto night.
The clock ticks low, the air feels new,
A day begins without a cue.
The bed feels warm, the floor feels cold,
My food pillow, I want to hold.
I stretch, I yawn, I sit upright,
Still half asleep, still not quite right.
Thoughts drift slow, then start to form,
This day seems calm, no chaos like a storm.
Dreams slip out without a sound,
As morning settles all around.
Outside hums a distant tone,
A world awake beyond my own.
Birds announce the break of day,
Reminding me I’m on my way.
I breathe in deep, I breathe out long,
Finding where I now belong.
No rush yet, no need to run,
Just quiet time before it’s done.
Good morning said, I softly heard,
Oh wait, that's a tweet from a bird.
With steady steps and open sight,
I stand up for morning to end the night.
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