I am but a Flower

Daily writing prompt

What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like?

My first quarter of an hour,

I am but a flower,

Very soon ,

I begin to bloom,

Each petal begins to unfold,

And I don’t seem quite so old,

My legs swing out of bed,

And am grateful I am not dead,

I swish my teeth with Dental Clean,

They’ll never be white and my smile is mean,

But what does it matter,

When I hear the little paws patter,

My dog has now woke up too,

And is begging for his chew,

So begins another day,

” Life’s not bad ” I loudly say,

Then straight away I’m on my way