It’s 5am in the USA

dark, but day is dawning.

6 hours ahead in the RSA

but i’m still subtly yawning.

Whilst lamps are lit and candles burn

6 hours ahead we’ve had our turn

It’s bright outside the warmth of the sun

in 4 more hours our poems are done.

An incredible challenge, no sleep to be had

Reminiscent of times when I was a grad.

now I’m much older with children to mind

light the candle, ignite the lamp

But it’s the inner light you find.