Birds rise early to greet the earth
with a sweet new song to sing,
the bees welcome the dawn
with hard labor, kissing 
flowers to make honey
and breezes blow ever so subtly
as trees yawn, 
waking their sleepy heads ever so gingerly.
The creations of the earth
implores us to join them in early
morn's labor, indulging the soul 
in the richness that it brings.
In reply, we rise 
to their biddings,
and then, hit the snooze button,
FALLING BACK TO SLEEP.