Early Riser

maggie on foot

Six in the morning,
A paw on my face,
Unusual this early,
But she won’t give me peace.
I slip out from the covers,
He rolls over and sighs,
Snuggles into the duvet
Still warm on my side.
Walk up to the barrier
And out to the green,
Nothing is moving,
No other soul seen.
Lining the wires,
Wings flap on the air,
The swallows are gathering,
Great numbers are there:
A cascade of movement,
A hundred or more,
Soon they’ll be leaving
For far distance shores.
This is the best time,
With Silence my friend,
Walking the Avenue
From beginning to end.
All quiet and peaceful,
Just Maggie and me
Heading back after ‘business’
For that first cup of tea.
maggie waiting

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to Early Riser

  1. scifihammy says:

    Nice poem, and it’s worth it to enjoy that early morning peace 🙂

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