The Blue Goose

It is morning and the day is new,
the animals are  running about,
as the hands of the clock,
move to twenty mins to.

The hour is coming round,
it is getting near the top,
that time keeper won't slow,
I just know it won't stop.

The work day is calling,
no longer can I rest,
this old body must get going,
there are brick needing hauling.

Yes, it is morning up and away,
Though the body says no,
I cannot put it off, Go, go, go,
With God in the lead it'll be a great day.