Like the morning sun at the crack of dawn,
I grace the world with a friendly yawn.
My day has started, the blankets are drawn.
I rise.

Standing up out of my bed,
My PJ's on, a messy head.
A busy day is planned ahead.
I rise.

My day comes with a plan for fun
The sun in my eyes causes a stun
I do not waver, instead I run.
I rise.

I go for lunch, in my head I dig
For certain plans, but nothing to big.
I'm trying not to be a pig.
I rise.

I finish the day, and head straight home.
A happy head, and a heart full of chrome.
You'd think it was a party that has been thrown.
I rise.

I come back to bed, just to rest.
Another day I have been blessed.
I stow away in my little nest.
I rise.


And my dream is over, but I stay in bed.
"I wish there was a reason to get up," I said.
I don't have a reason to, but what do I do instead?
I rise.