First One Up

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First One Up

 

My bare feet

Barely make a sound

As I walk

These empty halls.

It’s quiet in this dark house

As everyone else

Tucked in behind closed doors

Lingers in slumber

Just a little longer.

In the peace and quiet

I can just be

Bear witness to

The waking of the day,

Bid farewell to the night.

There’s magic in the morning

As I’m the only one awake,

Alone but surrounded

By living slumbering bodies.

To be the first one

To tread these floors

Each and every morning

Is a special gift.

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