Before the light of dawn
I roll, and stretch and yawn.
I’m up and have a shower
Even at this early hour.
Sleep is over for the night
Pre-dawn’s outlook is bright.
A bit of breakfast gets me going
As morning’s light starts showing.
I do not know what will come next,
Though, so far there’s been this text.
Something new just might be keen
Or, perhaps, again, the day’s routine.