Sounds

The clock is ticking loud and clear,

Each minute feels like an hour.

The sound of every passing second

Reminding me I should be sleeping.

 

The boiler slowly kicking into life.

The flame reigniting

Both these constant noises

Remind me that I’m still here – fighting.

 

The humming of the refrigerator

The computer slowly whirring

I rise up from my creaking bed

At last a moose is stirring.

 

The creaking doors and windows

As I greet the world outside.

The kettle boiling and cigarette being lit

Sighing with that first nicotine hit.

 

The crow down below

Squawking with all its might

“wake up you lazy bastards

it morning time not night”

 

The cats following me around the place

“Feed me I want to stuff my face!”

The mornings are my favourite time

Full of joyous sights and noisey rhyme

 

And so at 7 am here I sit

Taking in all the sounds

A new day is beginning

Another day that I will be winning!

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