A Different Tuesday Morning
By: Richard Huang
At six A.M., the alarm shattered my dream,
I could hardly open my eyelids and stop the “Wave*.”
But I had to get up and receive a sunbeam
because I need to run in order to start my day.
After I changed my clothes and washed my face,
I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Drinking filtered water in front of the fireplace,
thinking of the camp that I had to attend.
I ate my breakfast in a hurry,
because the time is running closer to seven.
I forgot the equipment to carry,
but fortunately, I arrived at the beginning of the session.
Only ran two miles but my shirt is full of sweat,
better take off my shirt so that it doesn’t get wet.
*An apple alarm named “Wave”