MY WORKDAY.

To the blasting music I wake
For a busy weekday I wake

An old paperback I get reading
While the pot hot brewing

A cup of coffee in my hand
I stare at class assignments at hand

Today researching and answering
Class texts I am questioning

At lunch, meals cooked at home
My family chatting away, wholesome

Every afternoon a poem I write
Always hoping I get it right

As the sun goes down
To it’s rays I am drawn

Dinner time gets me excited
For with my folks, food and drinks served

And with the night lights on
I read my bedtime series on and on.