Morning Song

Every morning when I rise,
My brain tries on a song for size.
I never know which it will be.
But I know that it’s a prize.

It takes me through my shower
And into dawn’s first hour.
I’m glad for the accompany.
It seems to give me power.

Through the day I will forget
Which tune it was that got me set.
But another will come tomorrow.
Guaranteed, I’ll take that bet.

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