RANDOM THOUGHTS AT SUNRISE

RANDOM THOUGHTS AT SUNRISE

Sunrise….

The Rooster crows to greet the day,

The night creatures rush to their dens where they lay;

To await the time the sun will set,

To begin anew their nightly quest.

Sunrise….

The old farmer struggles to milk the cow,

Crops are failing, we will survive somehow;

Wonder how long this drought will last,

Sure need some rain to help the grass.

Sunrise….

A prisoner awakes in his dingy cell,

He gazes around his private hell;

One more day, it too will pass,

Four thousand more I’ll be free at last.

Sunrise….

A housewife stands at her kitchen sink,

So much to do I can’t hardly think;

Husbands’ off to work for his meager pay,

Four children now and there is another on the way.

Sunrise….

A shift worker makes his final round,

Pretty soon and I’ll be homeward bound;

Wonder if they will ever fix that pump,

They expect us to make product with this worn out junk.

Sunrise….

The banker is awake, hasn’t been to bed,

Insomnia and ulcers for the life I’ve led;

To much night life and too many pals,

Worrying how to make more money somehow.