The clock shows six,
Time to wake.
I look out the window
Only to see a placid lake.

There’s no daylight yet,
The air is biting.
Silence broken by the running tap
And coffee smells inviting.

In the midst of morning rush,
There’s harmony in me.
I’m moving non-stop
But there’s no trouble I can see.

Stepping out of my house,
The world is welcoming,
No bombs or fighter jets overhead
Or misplaced people aimlessly roaming.

The scenery is picture perfect,
All is in order from dawn ‘til dusk.
If I wish peace to continue,
Is it too much to ask?

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