Up early
Sleep fades
Dreams dissipate
Blurred images create
Hand on face
Attempt self-snooze
Mornings strangle me
(Yeah, I lose)
But down I go
Bare feet hit floor
Mind almost awake
Yet body slow
Bible open
Spoon in cereal
Physical breakfast
Spiritual meal
I rise before dawn
To study Your Word
And though I yawn
It’s my morning preferred