Good Morning Sun

You've all heard of the book Goodnight Moon and its beautiful poem.

It seems to me that there ought to be a book entitled Good Morning Sun.

It's not quite the same and yet I think it would be beautiful to awake in the morning and to greet all the objects in one's room.

In the little dorm room
There was a cell-phone
And a blue balloon
And a picture of—

A woman with a golden spoon

And there were three tired girls combing out curls

And a box of dishes
And forgotten wishes

And some toiletries
And a pair of skinned knees

And a comb and a brush and a bowl full of dust

And a tired teenager who said “No, I must—“

Good morning room
Good morning sun

Good morning woman with a golden spoon

Good morning light
and the blue balloon

Good morning girls
Good morning curls

Good morning dishes
Good morning wishes

Good morning toiletries
And good morning skinned knees

Good morning notebooks
And dazed sleepy looks

Good morning dorm
And the daily norm

Good morning comb
And good morning brush

Good morning teenager who is saying “I must—“

Good morning clouds
Good morning air

Good morning noises everywhere