Early in the morning I rise,
hoping to become more wise.
I eat another home cooked meal,
cooked by mother with love, and zeal.
Then I curl up with a good book,
and like that meal it starts to cook
up yet more knowledge in my brain,
for it has become those words domain.
These books are all great presenters,
and they all have become my mentors.
Learning math, science, grammar, history,
like unraveling some great mystery.
Then as the sun marches further west,
and I know that I’ve done my best,
I put away the books about great men,
so that next day I can start again.
Nov. 2, 2011