This Morning

Distant chill and early morning

Rising in the cold

The car's all frozen thawing slowly

Where’s my woolly scarf?


The radios drones on with a weather warning

And I’m shivering in the cold

The kettle seems to be taking ages

The toast is taking its time

Where’s the butter and marmalade?

It’ll be cold today, I’m told


Gloved and scarved, scraper in hand

Scraping away at the screen

Start the engine

Heater full blast

Melting away the ice

I’m as cold as an artic breeze

And some snow dripped down my sleeve!


Just got time for a cuppa

So I’ll leave the car warming

What a hell of a time to be getting up

Four o clock in the morning!



◄ Man In The Mirror

Black Sunday ►


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