It is 5:15
and it’s still dark out,
since 4:30 I’ve
been up and about.
I’m in the doorway,
staring at the bed,
and all I see is
your cute little head.
What I must do next,
I dread ev’ryday,
but it must be done
to get on our way.
“It’s time to wake up,”
I add a kiss too.
You open your eyes
and say, “No, thank you.”
