At six it is still dark for a dawn
The crescent moon still bright
In the east doesn't know it is
Time to go for the street lights
Are just going off to say it is now
Time for early risers to wake up
And begin the morning routine
One jogger is already out coaxing
The sleep out of his night feet
What is this new bird singing?
It sounds like a migrant from
Colder climes celebrating this
New place just right for breeding.
Should I sleep or keep watching
The sky for the late riser's arrival?
