While I wake up <br />The first smells that come to me <br />The smell of breakfast <br />The smells of the pancakes <br />The maple syrup <br />The bacon searing in the pan <br />After breakfast I walk outside <br />And take in a big breath <br />To smell the morning dew <br />And the flowers that are in my mothers garden <br />The brisk air hit my nose in it's own special smell <br />But then my morning bliss ends <br />when the school bus comes around the corner<br /><br />Andrew Scott Hodson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-smells/
