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.