Aroma of Home

This poem has its inspiration from a poem by this title written by children's poet Bridget Magee.  If you haven't visited her blog site, take a short trip to www.weewordsforweeones.blogspot.com

AROMA OF HOME

Saturday morning, 

I'm lying in bed.

The day that I'm planning

whirls in my head.

When all of a sudden

I hear a loud TOOT.

I'm sure it's my father,

he's let a big poot.

A stinky aroma

floats down the hall.

"Hey, Dad," I yell to him,

"Is that the wake-up call?"

    Some mornings you don't need an alarm clock to wake up.  Can you write a list poem about the things that wake you up?  Do you have a dog or cat that wakes you?  A baby brother?  Do you wake to the smell of pancakes, or the sound of bacon sizzling?  Have a tasty time writing.