My time

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This early morning hour is mine

I stir alone no others pine

My heart is free to roam and dance

Whilst others sleep and dream at last


I roam my thoughts far and wide

I'm first a pirate then a bride

My pen it travels to and fro

To capture thoughts and silly rhymes


This time I take just for me

It sits and waits like cat in tree

For me to ponder happy thoughts

or silly wanderings of my heart


If you never have this time

My heart is sad for missed sublime

Come hither hearken to its call

Grab pen for note and have a ball

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