An Ole Timer kicking off his day

Mornin Time

Got up this mornin
‘bout half pass five.
Thanked the good Lord
I was still alive.
Sat on the porch,
coffee in hand
a listenin to the sounds
of natures own band.
Crickets were fiddlin
while the birds got in tune,
dogs in the distance
was howlin at the moon.
Now I heard a lit’le shuffle
neath the porch, figur’d
t’was a coon, nuthin much.
Them roosters was start’n
their cock-a-doodle-do,
so now t’was soundn
more like a zoo.
But thas alrite,
I says to myself
watchin the sun
akissin the dew,
as ole Bess, the cow,
came out with a moo.
I knowed deep down
t’was meant to be
as I sipped the last
of that hot coffee.
The Lord knows how
to start a day.
Now its up to me
to get on my way.
So I say a “Howdy”
to all God’s critters,
thanked the Lord again
for the day and
ambled off to earn my pay.