Chaotic Morning
Chaotic Morning
Morning sprung,
The alarm clock rang,
The coziness stung.
It was time to get up from our beds,
We squinted our swollen eyes,
As we did our monotonous ready-up,
And devoured our breakfast pies,
My father wore his silk tie,
And we three ready, set off on our paths,
My mother dropped me off to school,
And then I dipped into the study pool,
It spread its arms across our minds,
Some got bored,
Others had fun who were of my kind.
Morning madness,
Played the game of stress,
Chaotic Morning,
Approached with its wings.