waking up late

Waking up late,
I miss the sunrise,
still in its blushing red!
I miss the birds' songs,
singing from across my window
I miss the morning so pure,
Soaked in the tenderness of dews!!

Waking up early,
I miss the coziness,
curling under my favourite quilt!
I miss the snooze of my alarm
whining, to the knock on its head!
But what I miss the most..
Is my mom's words,
imploring me to get up, a million times over!!