Before the crack of dawn
Eyes of an old owl
Sitting at the keyboard
Tired to the soul

After a long pause
Inspired to pencil
Mind chatter on a high
Unable to lay still

Reflecting on new stories
Of people young and old
Relationships hot topic
Until they get cold

Search for a partner
For life or just the bed
It did my head in
With all that’s been said

As the time has gone
The feel of cool air
Drank all the coffee
The least I could care

Who could imagine
That life has such a twist
Born to be wild
Then married to the Christ

Time to wake up now