The blaring alarm breaks through the daze,
And the sun shines through the window in a golden haze,
The birds are chirping in a frantic melody,
And my first thought of the morning is "being up this early should be a felony,"
But rise from my bed to face the day,
Because, when it comes to reading, I do not delay,
Reading is the only breakfast I require,
And the only one I would ever desire,
By delving into worlds with fantastic beasts,
I learn new stories upon which my mind feasts,
It is because of reading that I rise in the morning,
For a day that begins with a book can never be boring.