Mornings

Just a little light rhyming Acrostic poem about mornings.

Morning sunshine fills my room
Oh, how it chases the gloom.
Rising to a cup of tea,
Nice and hot, and sweet you see.
I love the morning sunshine,
Nothing seems as nice or fine.
Got to get up out of bed.
Still a long day up ahead.

Author's Note

Not meant to be perfect, this is just a light Acrostic poem that rhymes.