"Good Morning, Sunshine,
Time to rise and shine."
I hated Momma's cheery voice
Interrupting my blissful sublime.
Twelve long years I grumbled and grouched
To be awakened at the crack of dawn
"It's a school day, Dear,," she'd always say,
As I'd #&@#*$) under my breath and yawn.
"What's so "GOOD" about a morning,
When you haven't even seen it yet,
And how do you know it won't be BAD,
'Cause the sun isn't shining yet?"
This sadistic torture went on for years
Until I had finished school,
And then I dreamed of sleeping till noon
But alas... you're welcome to call me a fool !
For I went away to college
Which lasted a year and a half;
And then I joined the Service
And this should make you laugh.
I used to think my Mother was bad
But the Corps Sergent tops her score!
He'd yell us awake with "Hit the deck!"
When the clock said just past four!
No Cheery "Good Mornings" were uttered
No "Rise and Shines" were said...
And although it was only a bunk or cot
I still wanted to stay in bed.
Many years later when I think back
To those wonderful years at home,
Never once did I say, "Good Morning, Mom"
She heard just a grouchy old groan.
My mother, of course, now rests in peace,
But I'd give a mint just to hear her voice,
And yet I'm haunted with deep regrets
For I feel bad, but I have no choice.
But one day when we meet in Heaven,
I know just what I will say....
"I love you, Mom, and I thank you so much,
For your cheery "Good Mornings" each day.
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