Poem 9:

The Day Begins at Dawn

Poem Summary:

I'm a morning person, if there ever was such a person.
The morning is wonderful.
I love it


Sorry!

I've been off lately 'cause I had Standardized Testing this moth and last.

But I'm back and ready to go!

Ciao, Ciao,

Mellow-chan


The day
begins at dawn.

Long before
even the birds
sing their songs.

It starts
with my alarm clock.

And,
between you
and me
I wish I could break
every time
it screams
at me
annoyingly.

But I must wake up
to prepare breakfast and such.

The morning
the air
the sun
all of it,
I love.

So, I suppose
that you,
are not
wanting
of my
rambling words.

So I
will say,
that each
and every
one of my days-

It ends at dusk,
for that is when
I lay my head
down to rest.

It begins at dawn,
for that is when
the morning
the day
the sun.

This is how
my day
has always begun.