Boy, running late, hurrying and scurrying,
like a mad jack rabbit being hunted,
The alarm bell called out to me gearing up as a fire fighter,
dashed up, put my glasses on, ready for the shower,
I started my shower and it dawned on me I left my glasses on.
After thoroughly washing them, I set them out to dry,
Now quickly dressed I put the coffee pot on.
That sweet smell, a blessing to my day,
but as I drank it quickly in a rush,
I stared at the alarm clock, “4:00 in the morning?”
Any food for thought for something like that?