Early

I love to wake up early
To greet the brand-new day.
The streets are calm and quiet,
Setting up for come-what-may.

I cannot quite relate to
Those who loll around in bed.
The morning beckons and there is
So much to do instead.

Though night owls would argue,
Which should come as no surprise,
For me, it's early to my bed
So I can early rise.