Lost as Feather

There are some days

I wake up at my alarm ring

That is the earliest I ever wake

Then I count the hours I slept

8 hours since I went to bed

Another hour or two is all I need

The sun isn’t awake yet

I want to go back to sleep

And rise with the sunrise

I can hear the drops on the roof

A chime like drops on the roof

Enough to let me go back to sleep

Not loud enough to wake me up

Here it is summer: here

I still go back to sleep

In the hope

I will wake with the sunrise