Today, like yesterday, intrudes on sleep;
I wrestle flesh, and take the morning slow.
The birds call--all those chipper, cheerful, cheeps
Bid me, "Get up!  Get dressed! And somewhere go!!

Today, like yesterday, I won't feel sane
Until my magic wake-up potion brews.
Aroma's waft through kitchen, nose and brain.
Calm descends like early morning dew.

On porch, serene, I savor second cup,
A peaceful perfect energy compels. . .
My prayers, praises, petitions I lift up
To Abba Father everything I tell.

Cafe' au lait aromas make me sing
A fragrant offering to my Lord and King.

The soaring hawk surveys the field below;
As locusts' chorus swells and then subsides.
A battle for the nectar where it flows--
Those tiny pilots buzzing side to side.

Cardinals' scarlet robes chase through the trees;
Whistling pure and sweet in cheerful calls.
They listen for a lover to appease,
And join the joyful early morning ball.

Fuzzy, furry, fluffy, frisky squirrels
Arrive en masse to raid the food supply;
Barking their behests to beasts and birds
To stay at bay until they're satisfied.

Summer's morning fauna on display
​Fills my soul with wonder every day.