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
thenotsomightyom 