Early

Early in the morning the sky is cloudy now. Attempting any time for rain to come down. Birds chirping away as the daylight appears. Darkness gone and nothing to fear. It seems so beautiful so unseemly quiet. Altogether different from the evening riot. As the morning begins it leads to another day. Everyone off to work to earn their pay. The world is moving fast as everyone comes and goes. Where they are off to no one really knows. The traffic jams a sign of the overcrowd. Horns everywhere honking out loud. But when the day is through its back to the night. Guess its time to argue fuss and fight. So morning is the time that I like the best. For me a great time to think and rest.