MORNING SONG
your life is a song
playing all night long
an old vinyl spinning
without end, beginning
over and over again
the words tell your story
with echoes of worry
swirling and whirling
always in a hurry
to travel the same ground
where nothing new is found
longing to change your tune
hoping to wake up soon
then Morning softly calls
your name, it's time for school
rise and shine, don't complain
she gently takes you by
the hand, leading onward
past the grains of sand
that always seem to stick
beneath your sleepy eyes
here comes the golden sun
beaming wonder and surprise
and Morning washes the
cobwebs away, breaking the
record that tries to play
that same old song
you heard all night long
she offers the gift
of a brand new day
