Morning Light

It is my least favorite time of the year. The dark mornings just before we turn the clocks back. I feel like a night worker. I get up feeling tired because my body thinks that I am rising in the middle of the night. I do not want to leave for work in the dark so I wait for the light. It is such a sharp contrast to getting up in the summer with the sunshine beaming into my room. "Oh say can you see, by the dawn's early light"? Not for another half hour, at least.