An Hour Early at an Early Hour

An hour early at my desk today,
I published verse and started to compose.
Awake at sunrise has become my way,
but till this morning I inclined to news
and solitaire and puzzling to delay
the work of thought and exercise till 8.
The early hour nudged, as if to say
why wait to be productive? So I chose
reversal – early work instead of play.

(Magic 9)

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