Morning in Different Ways

I like mornings. Mostly. Today I came across something I'd written Oldest, Middle, and Youngest were Big Guy, Little Girl, and Baby, and I started thinking of morning in different ways.

Starting

waking, stretching, yawning, washing,

dressing, eating, brushing, cleaning,

rousing, changing, feeding, singing,

driving, walking, opening, planning,

prepping, waiting, smiling, greeting,

Starting

I though, if I can think about mornings with verbs, why not nouns? Are they different for weekends and workdays?

Morning                                                Morning

Pillows and blankets                             Pillows and blankets

Alarm and light                                     Slippers and robe

shower and brush                                  Whispers and lamp

clothes and shoes                                   Coffee and cookies

coffee and toast                                      Sofa and book

Morning                                                 Morning

Hmm...maybe morning is a person....with a split personality?

Morning calls softly on voices of birds,

its coffee-scented breeze pulling you to your feet.

It breathes deeply as the first rays of sun

touch your face, welcoming you to 

a new day.

OR

Morning screams suddenly with a shrill voice,

vaulting you abruptly from dreams to reality and bed to floor.

It pours glaring lights into unready eyes

and laughs at weak protests over

a new day.

Maybe I should try irony--after all, I'm composing poems about morning as the sun sets through the windows by the sofa.