Morning Is Here

This is what happens when you live with your granny. She makes up stuff then sings to you. Sometimes she will even spell at you and say- "Granny is getting m,a,d, -mad."

The gentle peal
of creaking door,
says here am I
and nothing more.
My sing-song voice
rings through the room.

"Morning is here,
my turtledove.
So, rise and shine
you sleepy head.
Lay down your dreams.
get out of bed.
The sleepy moon
has gone away,
so you can have
a sun filled day."

Reviews

[JE Falcon]

Nice, I think I'm seeing a child that you are talking to.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Falcon. We are raising some grandkids and Gage just turned 13. He's autistic will never outgrow the innocent need for simple joys and sprinkles on top of cake.

[Kerra]

Such a delightful read, makes me think of bed time story in a way.

[Cherrie Palmer]

:) Thank you. My grandkids like a wake song too.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I'm reminded of my grandmother those many years ago. She practiced and taught punctuality. She was never late for anything and made sure I was the same as well. She was sweeter then any alarm clock that's for sure, and made waking up something to be joyful for. Thank you Cherrie for sharing this nice little poem with us and bringing back nice memories.

[Cherrie Palmer]

I'm very pleased it woke up a wonderful memory.

[Gee]

I hope one day to be a grandad and teach my grandchild all manner of daft things :)

[Cherrie Palmer]

It is alot of fun.