Morning

Morning is held in orbit, 
early morning blast 
I heard the corners. 
Night is the resting place 
lonely, if 
sleep rest, repair may be 
a moment tired. 
Again the morning chirp 
I hear the sound is sparrows. 
Not alleviate rumors owls. 

Last night was a small moment 
restful nap, 
I got to rest 
in utopia. 
Arrived soon as possible, 
the morning the caravan. 
I took my impatience to 
receive it, the smell of 
morning coffee 
writer cherished child.