We run before the others rise,
Beneath ink blue and starry skies,
Our feet upon cold pavements beat,
The only feet upon the street.
We like our early morning run,
Whilst others think it can’t be fun,
For me and my four-legged friend,
It signifies the night time’s end.
And when the nights are full of fear,
The morning runs fill me with cheer,
And more so now my little dog,
Comes with me, on my morning jog.