Lyric

Morning ritual, sacred time

When everything falls into rhyme

First the coffee, then the book

Settling in my reading nook

This routine keeps me sane

Through the sunshine and the rain

Every morning starts this way

Coffee steam to start the day

Followed by the written word

Like the song of morning bird

Morning ritual, tried and true

There's nothing else I'd rather do

Than greet the day with brew and book

In my favorite corner nook

This is how I come alive

How my spirits always thrive

Sunrise painting golden streams

Through the window of my dreams

While I cradle cup and spine

Of books aged like vintage wine

This is more than habit now

It's a sacred, solemn vow

To begin each day with grace

In my quiet reading space

Morning ritual, tried and true

There's nothing else I'd rather do

Than greet the day with brew and book

In my favorite corner nook

This is how I come alive

How my spirits always thrive

Let others rush to face the day

I'll take the slow and gentle way

With coffee warm and stories bright

Everything will be alright

Morning ritual, tried and true

There's nothing else I'd rather do

Than greet the day with brew and book

In my favorite corner nook

This is how I come alive

How my spirits always thrive

Morning ritual, day by day

Keeping chaos at bay