I like to call him The 6AM Monster.
Quite a lot of mornings he comes to visit me, at 6AM.
He just barges into the room, as though he's welcome,
and plops himself down on Hubby's pillow
and he starts talking.
And talking.
And talking.
And he's full of great and grand ideas.
Ideas for blog posts.
Ideas for books, and businesses, and crafts.
Ideas of what I can do for friends, or make for dinner.
Idea,
after idea,
after idea.
Ideas I'd love to be listening to at any other day time hour.
But, no.
6AM is his hour
and once he gets all comfy on that pillow
there is just no shutting him up.
Do you have a 6AM Monster too?
6 comments:
yeah...My daughter.
:)
Yeah, it's called school!! Why these darn kids have to get up so stinkin' early for school is beyond me.
Pam in Brussels, Belgium
Yes. Except he is the 11:30 (pm) monster.
Mine's the 3AM Monster. It's annoying. :)
No, not really anymore; but I wanted to let you know that I loved your poem!! LOL!
mines the 1 am monster, and he won't let me sleep until 4 or 5 am. LOL
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