It’s five AM and the middle of my shift.
I glance outside at the slightest movement.
A squirrel is crossing the front sidewalk.
Both arms full so his gait is a hop.
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The birds are awake and loudly chirping.
The bats have left and taken their warning.
The sky is becoming a brilliant navy blue.
I thought the squirrel had gone but now there are two.
A chubby field mouse darts across the road, full and content and heading for home.
It seems that nature is a mother who never sleeps.
Therefore her title is quite fitting and one she should keep.