Wide Awake

it’s seven A.M,

I’m awake again,

I feel a chill in my house,

I see the tail of a scampering mouse,

as I scream “good morning” for all to hear,

both far and near;

I can smell the coffee as it brews,

my tastebuds reject the muffin I choose,

yes, another day quickly commences,

bringing to life, my five senses.

Good morning, thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed this short eye opener.