The cock-a-doodle-doo of the crow
The fading stars of the dawn
The distant sounds of the Early bird
Just the break of another day
The young man slamming the alarm clock;
The outside world fully awake with activity
The hoots and the horns of the distant cities
Just the start of another work-week
The old man creaking to the bath;
The grey haired grandma hunched over the fire;
The people of earlier ages silent in serenity
Just the embers of earlier flames..
