At the crack of dawn on a normal day,
Beads of dew shine as the sun starts to light;
My cats awaken and begin to play,
Stopping to watch a flock of birds in flight;
The plants around them dancing slowly,
To the rhythm of the delicate breeze;
The furballs roam the field calmly,
Like dandelions wandering at ease.
The sky is filled with a vibrant orange
Decorated with fluffy balls of fur;
It has been that way for years without change
With the sun’s light clearing the nightly blur.
Time can cut you quickly like a sharp knife.
Rise early, to make the most out of life.