Glistenings upon the mornings land
As light of the star gleams off the drops of dew
Steps softly unto the grass with steaming mug in hand
Unto this world, there is plenty for one to do
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Early birds may gather the squirming little worm of the day
But first comes the basic of attending to ones needs
The detractors of course will have something more to say
But unto the world we plant our growing seeds
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Readying for the tasks
Preparing ones self, getting into the right mindset
See to your allies asks
And prepare yourself to live today with no regret
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Nestled deep into the day, growing pains fill your eyes
A million and one things lie before thee
Many of them so irksome, your long past failed cries
One by one, your push them off the list, ending on bended knee
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Rest easy once the day's chores have been done
There are none who've gotten more that you
Make it all seem like you've had some fun
Starting again tomorrow, the thing you must do
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Do not tire, for it's not your time
The ringing of the clock feels without meaning
When you can no longer show, it'll be a crime
Be sure you're not just dreaming
About the Creator
Jason Morton
From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.
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